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