A moment of silence, please, for those who never get the chance  They show up to the party, but they're never asked to dance  The losers, the liars, the bastards, the thieves  The cynicists, the pessimists, and those that don't believe in nothing    I never met a loser that I didn't see eye-to-eye with, I declare  I stare into your eyes  But you look right past me into the air  What's it like to stand in your shoes?  To have never felt the belt of somebody's abuse?  I take the bottle and I tip it to all my heroes that have passed  Alas, you have left us, but your stories they will last  Uninspired by the recruiting call  Independent we stand  Independent we fall    So tell me: how long do you think you can go before you lose it all?  Before they call you bluff and watch you fall?  I don't know, but I'd like to think I had control  At some point, but I let it go and lost my soul  Sit tight, but the revolution's years away  I'm losing faith and I'm running low on things to say  So, I guess I have no choice but to regurgitate  The tired anthem of a loser and a hypocrite  Oh! To have died that night, I realized it wouldn't last  Our days were numbered and the reaper tipped the hourglass  The final mayday of our sinking ship had come and passed  Oh! To the west, you don't know what it is you're running from  And everybody's laughing loud  Your last chance to make your mother and your father proud    Oh, oh, oh...    A moment of silence, please, for those who never get the chance  They show up to the party, but they're never asked to dance  The losers, the liars, the bastards, the thieves  The cynicists, the pessimists, and those that don't believe in nothing    They said "a pox,  Upon your house,  Upon your family and everyone you knew  And everyone you'll ever meet"  I bet they think we wish we joined when we could  But we do what we want, we don't do what we should  Now, everybody's laughing, 'cause they're thinking they're in on something I don't get  Don't forget  I connect and I read every word you said  Like a child who believes he was wronged  If you hate me so much, then stop singing my songs    So tell me: how long do you think you can go before you lose it all?  Before they call you bluff and watch you fall?  I don't know, but I'd like to think I had control  At some point, but I let it go and lost my soul  Sit tight, but the revolution's years away  I'm losing faith and I'm running low on things to say  So, I guess I have no choice but to regurgitate  The tired anthem of a loser and a hypocrite  Oh! To have died that night, I realized it wouldn't last  Our days were numbered and the reaper tipped the hourglass  The final mayday of our sinking ship had come and passed  Oh! To the west, you don't know what it is you're running from  And everybody's laughing loud  Your last chance to make your mother and your father proud    Oh, oh, oh...