Out of luck, it is a madness
Growing dumber ain't right
Need a song to cure my deafness
One that doesn't stick to rhymes

So many cries
So many lie
So many lives that lie awaiting
Armageddon! Armageddon

Incoming! Take cover
It's coming
It's over

I'm gonna miss you when you're dead
I'm gonna miss you when you're gone
I'm gonna miss you when you're not with me
And all we haven't said or done

How could I hurt my best friend
If I wished him well
My sometimes shaded mind
My big opinion of myself

So many ways
How many pray
So many say that it's too far away
To start again
Start again

I'm gonna miss you when you're dead
I'm gonna miss you when you're gone
I'm gonna miss you when you're not with me
And I am not the only one
The only one
Only one
Only one

Help me find my way, punk!
Help me find my way!
Help me find my way, punk!
I can't find my way!