Tin Drum

I never had a chance
with all your lies
still I wanted to believe you
and now your fallen grace is all you have
it's all you'll ever have
where are all the arms that held me?
when did all of the lights go out
I never had the strength to tell you why
and now I can see right through you
there's nothing left
of what you left behind
and the cinders slowely burn out
where are all the arms that held me
when did all of the lights go out
and the drums they are pounding slowely
when did all of the lights go out??