Wise is the one laughing from his gravenPoor is the one who refuses to savenGone is the hope of a better daynI don't really know you but I want you to staynnWe though we were the governmentnUntil the day our lives were spentnWe laughed at all the ones who wentnTo make the same mistakesnWith all their good intentnWith all their good intentnThey think they are the governmentnnI tried to talk to my lovernBut silence fell around menI drew my last breathnI couldn't tell her I loved hernBring back the living with the kiss of death