Mischief With No Direction (This Time Next Year)

Ladies and gentlemen When did we get so bad? Walking through graveyards Creeping past corners Having the best times we'll never have again We tried to stay up past midnight We failed now we don't get sunlight And once again I'll call it as I see it Better off dead, better off dead they said These things don't last forever The night got too late Your eyes were too glazed And I can't see this through I never asked And you forgot to tell me That tonight could be so deceiving I never asked And you forgot to tell me Instead of finding out my ears will keep on ringing My claim to fame is the line of me But it never leads to anything I'm not alone, I'm not afraid Tonight I'll go on a killing spree