What's pa**ed through these hands? All these d** and one night stands So I tremble when I think of what she'd do She'd say something like: "You're no good You're like the junkies in this neighbourhood" We all need a fix, I guess I need one too But I'm trying madly to calm these nerves With something new I got such heavy debt, I've got nothing left But the daunting weight around my neck You got the callous mouth, all your endless doubts We spent this fifteen weeks, trying to work it out Do think we're getting to something new? Oh God, not another night I'm always trying to get the details right I remember when you told me you felt saved When you promised you'd lay flowers on my grave Just like they used to do It's nothing new? And now here I stand With these blood soaked hands On this sleepless night, that never ends And these dumb songs I sing With these dumb hopes that I cling to Desperately wondering Are we finally getting to something new? Is it something new? Are we finally to something new?