Alone at last
we can sit and fight
And I've lost all faith
in this blurring light
Stay right here we can
change our plight
Storming through this
despite what's right
One final fight
for this tonight
Whoa-oh-oh
With knives and pens
we made our plight
Lay your heart down
the ends in sight
Conscience begs for you
to do what's right
Every day it's still
the same dull knife
Stab it through and
justify your pride
One final fight
for this tonight
Whoa-oh-oh
With knives and pens
we made our plight
Whoa-oh-oh
And I can't go on
without your love
You lost
you never held on
We tried our best
turn out the light
Turn out the light
One final fight
for this tonight
Whoa-oh-oh
With knives and pens
we made our plight
Whoa-oh-oh
And I can't go on
without your love
You lost
you never held on
We tried our best
turn out the light
Turn out the light