Half the world is up and half is down love
I'd call my friends but they don't come around now
I think I'm gonna reach for something stronger
These lonely arms can't hold me any longer
Nothing matters anymore
I'm in a house of broken doors
Windows shatter, rain gets in
And I'm only here in cynical skin
Half the glass is full and half is empty
No prizes here for guessing which one I see
Now I might be heading for disaster
But I don't pretend to care
As long as I'm going somewhere
Nothing matters anymore
I let you down and I let you go
I did my best to keep it in
But all I have is cynical skin
Cynical skin
You might think there's comfort in the breaking of a chain
You might think there's something to be said for starting, starting again
Nothing matters anymore
I'm in a house of broken doors
Windows shatter, rain gets in
And it soaks me through my cynical skin
Cynical skin
Lalalalalala
Cynical skin
Lalalalalala
Cynical skin
Nothing matters anymore
I'm in a house of broken doors
Windows shatter, rain gets in
It soaks me through my cynical skin
(Dank an Anna Trinkl für den Text)