The Horror

[Strophe 1:] I'm tired of leaving and leaving and leaving and leaving and leaving and leaving And I won't come back no more I burned the manifestos Now I burn my guitar People say: "Don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't be so worried" But worried, that's what I am in fact Every single moment parts us No, no, no, no This ain't no place for lovers So it's me at the train station Thinking 'bout you And this lose-lose situation [Refrain:] Gone, gone, gone, all the horror No, I won't see you tomorrow And not the day after the day and not the day after the day after tomorrow [Strophe 2:] I've walked and I've walked and walked and walked the whole city I've been to Berthold and with Nico I didn't burn my guitar But yes, I burned the manifestos People say: "Don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't be so worried" But I'm not worried at all I don't need you like I need no borders, no nations I need none of you lose-lose situations [Refrain]