I hold a magazine in my hand
Facing the cover - it's me
They write about my coming end
No more than twelve months - for me
Tainted and fainted and lonely I picture my life
Blameless and shameless I'm leaving in awful disgrace
Another second to be
Not another second to be
All the things I just have done
Passing my mind a hundred times
All the tears I have cried, all the lies I have lied
All in hope for a better life
Another second to be
Not another second to be
Not another second to be
Lonely I picture my life - no second to be
Time's running out and there's just no second to be
I'm leaving in awful disgrace - no second to be
There's not another second to be