The Slow Show - Dresden

I'm sorry I'm leaving
But I don't think I'm standing here
I'm a mess, I'm a mess, so let me confess
What I've done, what I've seen, what I've heard
And the room is changing colour
And everything's looking grey
I'm a mess, I'm a mess, you said it best
Should you go, should you stay, should you stay

And dark, dark tales on the road again
And dark, dark tales everywhere
And dark, dark tales from the Desden den
Those crooked, crooked stairs
And dark, dark tales on the road again
And dark, dark tales everywhere
And dark, dark tales from the Desden den
Those crooked, crooked stairs

This is, this is, this is a breakdown
Our heart, our heart
This is, this is, this is a breakdown
Our heart, our heart

Don't you see, what have you done
You've hurt yourself, you hurt no one
I cried, I cried, I cried so long
You hurt yourself, you hurt no one
Will you miss this December
Will you miss it like hell

We missed these games, these silly games
This broken hearts, it show
This is, this is, this is a breakdown
Our heart, our heart
This is, this is, this is a breakdown
Our heart, our heart

I'm gonna burn this city like a bag of bones
I'm gonna burn this city down to dust and bone
Gonna burn this city like a bag of bones
You know, you know, you know, you know

I'm gonna burn this city like a bag of bones
I'm gonna burn this city down to dust and bones
Gonna burn this city like a bag of bones
You know, you know, you know, you know

This is, this is, this is a breakdown
Our heart, our heart
This is, this is, this is a breakdown
Our heart, our heart

This is, this is, this is a breakdown
Our heart, our heart
This is, this is, this is a breakdown
Our heart, our heart
Our heart