Alone at last, we can sin 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 end's in sight.

Conscience begs for you to do what's right.

{everyday it's still the same dull knife,

Stab right 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

Well 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

Well 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!}