Love is vicious, When you purchase it with blood I hear the deafening sound of bullets, It drowns out the songs of hope I can taste the car-bomb ashes, Is this what you call the new “rule of law”? I can see that your death-proof jacket, Holds nothing more than a pig and you know We’re not trying to forget For your sake, learn to regret Now we sleep in tin roof prisons High on the hills, which we once called our own While you sleep in crystal caskets Made from our breath and our bones And will we learn to forget? For your sake, learn to regret This city is burning.