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