there's no one left in this town
they all went scrambling
the schrapnel's on the ground
and my head is like a sieve
that needs to be empty
of all the little things
there's nothing left in my heart
but everyone is there
all wanting to know
just why i had to
stay and see them go
i don't know just
why they wonder
but there is no one left in this town
there's no one left who can see
that we are suffering
fingers made of glass
and only ears that hear
the words of fools and kings
what will be? what will be?
now there's no one left in this town
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