You and I were two old and tortured souls
Repaired by our love
Of broken fangs
In a life, Just somebodies growing old, no fear of the end
Of anything

We're just ordinary people
You and me
Time will turn us into statues, eventually

We got by, though we're never needed much
A sliver of hope
No diamond rings
We got high, it was heaven, it was hell
Fly over them
With broken wings
We're just ordinary people
You and me
Time will turn us into statues, eventually
Oh

Just two ordinary people
You and me
Time will turn us into statues, eventually

Our bones won't ever rest on monumental life
To dust as everything must
We'll fade away in time
Oh

We're just ordinary people
You and me
Time will turn us into statues, eventually
Just two ordinary people
You and me
Time will turn us into statues, eventually