Rescue us! With our figureheads in cut-out bins, even punks need safety pins. Rescue us! Because I don't want to be a hero anymore. When I was a girl, I murdered my parents. I thought that I could sing my way to Paris. I thought that I could.... Rescue us! With our photocopied tragedies, even goths need rosaries. Rescue us! Because I don't want to be your hero anymore. When I was a girl, I murdered my parents. I thought that I could sing my way to Paris. I thought that I could... It was never this cold in my dreams and I think I might have fought for the wrong side... Da da Da da Da da Da da Da Da.