What's passed these hands?   All these drugs and one night stands   So I tremble when I think of she'd do   She'd say something like:   "You're no good,   You're like the junkies in this neighbourhood"   We all need a fix, I guess I need one too   But I'm trying madly to calm these nerves   With something new      I got this heavy debt, I've got nothing left   But this daunting weight slung round my neck   You got the callous mouth, all your endless doubts   We spent this fifteen weeks, trying to work it out   Do think we're getting to something new?      Oh God, not another fight   I'm always trying to get the details right   I remember when you told me you felt saved   When you promised you'd lay flowers on my grave   Just like they used to do   Is it something new?      And now here I stand   With these blood soaked hands   On this sleepless night, that never ends   And these songs I sing   With these hopes that I cling to   Desperately wondering   Are we finally getting to something new?      Is it something new?   Are we finally to something new?