After Midnite, After It's All Gone Wrong

After midnight, after it's all gone wrong
Will you help me after I'm gone?
After I'm gone
Are you still living there, is she still by your side?
Do you still go to Terry's for a glass of wine?
Do you still cover up all your mistakes and lies for your unusable life?
Lost inside a decade that broke you on its own cracked teeth
On the tower of thought
That you ought to do the decent thing
You lie asleep in lines for future times
And vintage crimes
The point of this warped century is that there has to be
Something, something, something, something, something good
But after midnight, after it's all gone wrong
Will you still love me, will you still sing my song?
After I'm gone, after I'm gone
Fading into nothing is so appealing
An unforeseen unhappy ending
The lost forever and our own sovereigns of somewhere
And the hopeful thought that there must be
Someone, someone, someone, someone, someone, someone, someone good
But after midnight, after it's all gone wrong
Will you still love me, would you be strong?
After I'm gone, after I'm gone
Don't forsake the memory ache
Don't you break, it's just the memory ache
Don't forsake the memory ache
Don't you break, it's just the memory ache