Baby I know we're so close to the end

We will be able to make it up fine

We've got no holes we're still trying to mend

And we've got no rules left to break or to bend

And we've got no time left to save or to spend

We've got no future or past to depend

We've got nothing precious we're trying to defend

We've got no reason left to pretend

Baby I know we're so close to the end

We will be able to make it up fine

We've got no holes we're still trying to mend

And we've got no rules left to break or to bend

And we've got no time left to save or to spend

We've got no future or past to depend

We've got nothing precious we're trying to defend

We've got no reason left to pretend

We've got no reason left to pretend

We've got no reason left to pretend

We've got no reason left to pretend

We've got no reason