Moved to Berlin, a new name
In the ruins a place to start again
The light fades on Friedrichstrasse
Your heart beats faster

In the fuck club it's hardcore
You've never felt like this before
The experience of an old whore
A new law

I'm never gonna leave
The possibilities have left me on my own
I'm never going home

In the cubicle at 3
Over the cistern you ask, "Is this me?"
In a language you've forgotten, gobbed on

You're not a tourist, you talk with ease
And drink where they've drunk for centuries
Sleeping until dark, a frozen park

I'm never gonna leave
The possibilities are blowing through my mind
How can I leave this behind? I'll make it on my own
I'm never going home
You're part of a secret that they keep and keep it so high
Whispered through long lashes at the back of the old dive
And you forgot the advice they gave
Their petty noise is so far away

I'm never gonna leave
The possibilities are blowing through my mind
How can I leave this behind? I'll make it on my own
I'm never going home