1, 2, 3, 4!

Who's the centre of attention now girl?
I am dressed to impress the crowd
But the celebration stops to the sound
Of a bullet piercing the ballroom
Now the intensity got greater
As my body hits the floor
Oh how ironic it is that you were my friend still you pulled the trigger

And I'll be the last one standing
And the first to walk away from this dying place you call home
The sun has burned the last time
She crawls in darkness with no light in sight

Like burning wings of an angel
It will turn the aftermath to dust
So smile for the camera
Let's make this moment last a lifetime
Burn!
Another year gone by but I still recall the laughter
So let's celebrate I'm proposing a toast to the whore that you are!
This, this is the last time I write a song in your name
A note without fate
I'll turn this around, I most move along
No forgiveness
No second thoughts
There will be no comprehension
Just a pure and simply goodbye

Goodbye!

And as the sun heads down as the city turns pitch black
And all that's left is the sound of her footsteps leaving

And I'll be the last one standing
And the first to walk away from this dying place you call home
The sun has burned the last time
She crawls in darkness with no light in sight

Forever, it's just an empty word that often drowns behind the illusions
Yet we always try to encourage our disbelieves with such a frailty word
I often stand against the wind with both eyes shut
Inhaling natures oldest way to tell you exactly what you want to hear
And not even once I recalled your name, not even once
As the sun burns the horizon, and as the darkness settles in
This night will be as lonely as the next one
However, for the first time in months I do hope for a sunrise

Forever, it's just an empty word that often drowns behind the illusions
Yet we always try to encourage our disbelieves with such a frailty word
Tomorrow will bring me strength
Because we both know that starting over isn't a way to begin