I Reach for Her Hand

Saturday night, and it starts with a fight,
 A fifth of gin and a bag of ice,
 I know she is angry; she has every right,
 "You fucking motherfucker" a thousand times,
 "Did you fuck her in this room?"
 But I'm out of words; I am empty,
 I reach for her hand but it's no good,
 This is awful. It's sickening
 I lie on the mattress staring at the ceiling,
 I can't stand to think that this is our last feeling
 So hopeless, so hopeless,
 So hopeless, so hopeless
 We raged a drunk all last night,
 We slept away all the daylight,
 I have no use for the sun anymore,
 It only reminds me that I'm still alive,
 Do you know about loss?
 A loss gone deep inside,
 Oh God how I have lost the love for my life
 I lie on the mattress staring at the ceiling,
 I can't stand to think that this is our last feeling
 So hopeless, so hopeless,
 So hopeless, so hopeless