Night crawls on your window,

night crawls in your bones

it's the night that makes you shiver

when you're living on your own.

When you're sitting at your table

and you watch the empty space within you heart

It often seems a little sleazy,

baby nothing good comes easily

and when there's nothing left but hope

you always lose a little piece of soul

(everytime you lose somebody)

always lose a little piece of soul

(everytime you hurt somebody)

always lose a little piece of soul

(everytime you love somebody)

you always lose a little piece o'soul

fear comes easy, fear is slowly creeping up your spine

when you know you will be lonely

while you're sitting in the dim light

you realize you're feeling incomplete

You always lose.....