Inaudible

A broken condom lying on the floor We'll catch our share of those sweet thrills no more A siren wailing, shrieks to usher in Some vague forgotten memories of sin Through empty eyes I'm looking at the scene How helpless now this once exultant queen A hollow heart will reflect when it's done 'Cause pumping blood mechanically's no fun Nothing, nothing, nothing to be found - So I'll go on talking, leaving not a sound.