It's a love story for the new age, for the sixth page
We're on a quick, sick rampage
Winin and dinin, drinkin and drivin
Excessive buyin, overdose and dyin
On our drugs, and our love, and our dreams, and our rage
Blurrin the lines between real and the fake
Dark and lonely, I need somebody to hold me
He will do very well, I can tell, I can tell
Keep me safe in his bell tower hotel