Fresh blood, new tears
We drink it down year after year
In the house of love, where the faces fade
We rush along in masquerade

Fresh blood, new tears
We drink it down year after year
On holiday, in vacant rooms
We stand in line to be consumed
And thanks to you for getting used
In the house of love where the faces fade
We march like dolls in the black parade

Anyone can break your heart
Anyone can be so cruel
Anyone can fall apart
Anyone can play the fool

Living on the edge of town
We're half alive or underground

Fresh blood, new tears
We drink it down year after year
We drape the walls of shrinking rooms
The price of fame is turning blue
Anyone can break your heart
Anyone can be so cruel
Anyone can fall apart
Anyone can play the fool

Living on the edge of town
We're half alive or underground

Fresh blood, new tears
We drink it down year after year
Like Sunday's clone we can't be saved
We'll march alone in the black parade

Anyone can break your heart
Anyone can be so cruel
Anyone can fall apart
Anyone can play the fool

Living on the edge of town
We're half alive or underground

Each night, I wait for a knock at my door
But dawn comes instead of dreams
Asking for more