Last night at 17:th By the corner of Lance & Last's I watched from outside What belongs in the past You moving cross the floor With hands all over her Can't breathe And heart & hands are cold
So let's not analyze Or verbalize These dried out eyes We'll be better of you see In history In disguise
I'm almost at your feet Like so many times before All the restless days and nights With heart on the floor And what I do to me By coming here tonight Is mean, my heart and hands are cold
So let's not analyze Or verbalize These dried out eyes We'll be better of you see In history In disguise So let's not compromise Or analyze These worn out lies
What your giving me You sure can't offer her No sorry dried out eyes Will get you this girl I turn around to leave As so many times before But now, it's different nevermore
So let's not analyze Or verbalize These dried out eyes We'll be better of you see In history In disguise So let's not compromise Or analyze These worn out lies We'll be better off you see In history In disguise