Black Dahlia

You have no interest in the pastWhere you came fromWhere you're going toThere's a cliche in your eyeFile the edges downSoon be undergroundThere's nothing here for you under the sunThere's nothing new to do, it's all been doneSo put your faith in another placeNever seem to get away from thisIt's all falling into an abyssSo put your foot on the pedal boyAll you know is secondhandThe bullet passed through the cage inside youYou stole the only thing you loveSo unfaithful, the drop is fatal