We went down to Houston Christmas Eve And you looked through me You pulled out my insides with your teeth And found receipts Looking for something Sounds like all the rest I knew who came and left with nothing She likes my conscience Silent like the grave, well, ain't that something? I drove to Chicago in my sleep in a dream I told all my friends that we'd still speak But it's been fifteen weeks Now they're through with me In the land where the gods are dead I can still hear their stations As the radio towers bend To their voices replaying And they speak through the static now Just like ghosts in their cages While the children still lie awake And the faithless are praying ♪ And they speak softly as they are fading We are all ageless, we are all human But in the twilight as sun is wasting I lose my words and I lose my patience I lose my thoughts and I lose my feelings Did you give up yet? Do you feel nothing? Where is the daylight? Where is the darkness? Where are my friends now? Where is the silence? Is this the last dance? Is this the real thing? Is this a new hell? Are you my bad dream? Here comes the last dance, here comes the real thing Here comes a new hell, you are my bad dream ♪ Here comes the last dance Here comes the real thing Here comes a new hell You are my bad dream