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]