Desperate
But not hopeless
I feel so useless
In the murder city

Desperate
But not helpless
The clock strikes midnight
In the murder city

I'm wide awake after the riot
This demonstration of our anguish
This empty laughter has no reason
Like a bottle of your favorite poison

We are the last call
And we're so pathetic

Desperate
But not hopeless
I feel so useless
In the murder city

Desperate
But not helpless
The clock strikes midnight
In the murder city

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Christian's crying in the bathroom
And I just want to bum a cigarette
We've come so far, we've been so wasted
It's written all over our faces

We are the last call
And we're so pathetic

Desperate
But not hopeless
I feel so useless
In the murder city

Desperate
But not helpless
The clock strikes midnight
In the murder city

Desperate
But not hopeless
I feel so useless
In the murder city

Desperate
But not helpless
The clock strikes midnight
In the

Songwriter(s): Frank E. Iii Wright, Billie Joe Armstrong, Michael Pritchard
Copyright: Wb Music Corp., Green Daze Music
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