3 Times and You Lose

I had a nightmare I lived in a little town. Where little dreams were broken. And words were seldom spoken. I tried to reach you but all the lines were down. And so the rain began to fall on this little town. On this little town. The little people had very little left to say. Their words had all been shortened. It didn't really seem important. And I had a feeling that you were very far away. But then a little voice inside me said. “You'll never get away from here”. And it's 1-2-3 times and you lose. Of course it doesn't matter how you say it. I'm all out of luck. So there's nothing really more to say. I'm throwing it all away. Well we had opinions but now we all think the same. We never look at one another. Only when the other suffers. And I thought I saw you. But it was just another face. Plastered on a blank horizon. Running in the human race. And it's 1-2-3 times and you lose. Of course it doesn't matter how you say it. I'm all out of luck. So there's nothing really more to say. I'm throwing it all away. And it's 1-2-3 times and you lose. I'm all out of luck. So there's nothing really more to say. I'm throwing it all away. I'm throwing it all away. I'm throwing it all away.