It’s times like these You learn to live againIt’s times like these You give and give againIt’s times like these You learn to love againIt’s times like these Time and time again

Within half an hour you, Will be gone and I won’t see you anymore. You left my love on the line And said that you were leaving And you won’t come home again.

Next time I’ll be braver, I’ll be my own saviour, standing on my own two feet

I can’t keep up with your turning tables

Um mundo distópico em que bombeiros incendeiam livros em vez de apagar incêndios.