My name is Smith
Your silence is my trade
My name is Smith
Here in this bar you fade out

Time heals nothing
It merely rearranges our memory
In zero bars
Even time no longer seems
Willing to try

Please look around
Empty faces
That can't ever quite die
Don't be surprised
Their bodies move by habit
Look in their eyes

Nothing is real
If you break down and cry
They won't even stare
Nobody feels
It's far too risky
To admit that you care
Stay around

My name is Smith
Your silence is my trade
My name is Smith
Here in this bar you fade out