Besedila: Placebo. Summer's Gone.

Key to your face so forsaken
Crushed by the way that you cry
Key to your face so forsaken
What a surprise

(Chorus)
You try to break the mould
Before you get too old
You try to break the mould
Before you die

Key to your heart that is racing
Stung by the look in your eye
Key to your heart that is racing
What a surprise

(Chorus)

Key to your face so forsaken
Crushed by the way that you cry
Key to your face so forsaken
Saying goodbye

Sing for your lover like blood from a stone
and sing for your lover who's waiting at home
If you sing when you're high and you're dry as a bone,
then you must realise that you're never alone
And you'll sing with the dead, instead
Said you'll sing with the dead, Instead

(Chorus)

Sing for your lover like blood from a stone
and sing for your lover who's waiting at home
If you sing when you're high and you're dry as a bone,
then you must realise that your never alone
And you'll sing with the dead, instead
Said you'll sing with the dead, Instead
Instead