WHAT'S THAT METRONOME I HEAR,
PERHAPS THE END IS DRAWING NEAR,
YOU NEVER HEAR THE SHOT THAT TAKES YOU DOWN.

OUT OF TIME, SO SAY GOODBYE,
WHAT IS YOURS, NOW IS MINE,
AND I DREAM BROKEN DREAMS,
I MAKE THEM COME TRUE,
I MAKE THEM FOR YOU,
I MAKE THEM FOR YOU...