Lyrics:

A drunkard
In Hamburg
Lost in Stadtpark

Slipping in wet grass
Marching vodka
Tonight I’m a theory of long shots
Forever selling you my heart

Gotta think
Gotta think carefully
The PR of inaccuracy
Photographs of the back of me
Just photographs of the back of me

Face down in long hair
Sit up and start
Get dressed, stand there
The flashes arc
Last night I was a memory of broken parts
Selling you my heart

Gotta think
Gotta think carefully
The PR of inaccuracy
Photographs of the back of me
Just photographs of the back of me