They have to shoot the man in the head
So tomorrows can die for you
They have to take his gun
So they can name it unsolved
They have to burn the whole hotel
So tomorrows can die for you
They have to go by the book
So they can name it unsolved
The dogs are waiting again on your way
New dogs are watching your way
Holding back their names, hiding their faces
The dogs are waiting again on your way