New Order

I haven't time to sympathise
With all this nonsense and your lies
You are the king of nothing
But you shall hold me
You've got your finger on the pulse
And in my pocket, yes of course
I am the voice of treason
But you betrayed me
I used up nearly all my luck
I didn't have to try
But yesterday is gone
And now I need an alibi
If this gets any stranger things are gonna change