Tie my hands What am I gonna be What have I done so bad What is my destiny What am I supposed to see We are at war With the universe The sky is falling And the only thing that can save us now

Let me show you how it’s done We can start with the touch of a hand like a movie scene Moving into the weight that you’ve been wanting to put on me There is no need to be nervous, I know you been looking for love, so Yeah, I can show you how it’s done

We are the champions We are the champions, my friends And we'll keep on fighting 'til the end No time for losers 'Cause we are the champions of the world I've paid my dues Time after time I've done my sentence But committed no crime

On streets we call the zoo We eat the night, we drink the time Make our dreams come true And hungry eyes are passing by The job is done and I go out Another boring day I leave it all behind me now So many worlds away I meet my girl, she's dressed to kill

And why should I care? Was there something more I could have done? Or was I not meant to be the one? Where´s the life I thought we would share? And should I care? And will someone else get more of you? Will she go to sleep more sure of you? Will she

But that's history That's the way it was Gold, when you see me Hi, if you need me Babe, that's the way it was Now, look at where we are Everything we've done That's the history

Are we done? I don't know, are we?

Afterglow, we're ready for the afterglow We're ready for the afterglow Even though the dancing's done Don't worry 'cause the night is young Who cares where we go Someone hold the sunlight back 'Cause we want this light to last Smoke and lasers, love and

There's a hole in my soul You have always worn your flaws upon your sleeve And I have always buried them deep beneath the ground Are laid out one by one We pick ourselves undone All of your flaws and all of my flaws I can't fill it, I can't fill it Can

Sleep don't visit, so I choke on sun And the days blur into one And the backs of my eyes hum with things I've never done Sheets are swaying from an old clothesline Like a row of captured ghosts over old dead grass Was never much but we made the most