I Reach For Her Hand

Saturday night, and it starts with a fight,

A fifth of gin and a bag of ice,

I know she is angry; she has every right,

"You fucking motherfucker" a thousand times,

"Did you fuck her in this room?"

But I'm out of words; I am empty,

I reach for her hand but it's no good,

This is awful. It's sickening

I lie on the mattress staring at the ceiling,

I can't stand to think that this is our last feeling

So hopeless, so hopeless,

So hopeless, so hopeless

We raged a drunk all last night,

We slept away all the daylight,

I have no use for the sun anymore,

It only reminds me that I'm still alive,

Do you know about loss?

A loss gone deep inside,

Oh God how I have lost the love for my life

I lie on the mattress staring at the ceiling,

I can't stand to think that this is our last feeling

So hopeless, so hopeless,

So hopeless, so hopeless