Leave me dreaming on the bed See you right back here tomorrow For the next round Keep this scene inside your head As the bruises turn to yellow The swelling goes down
And if you're ever around In the city or the suburbs Of this town Be sure to come around I'll be wallowing in sorrow Wearing a frown Like Pierrot the clown
Saw you crashing round the bay Never seen you act so shallow Or look so brown Remember all the things you'd say How your promises ran hollow As you threw me to the ground
And if you're ever around In the backstreets or the alleys Of this town Be sure to come around I'll be wallowing in pity Wearing a frown Like Pierrot the clown
When I dream, I dream your lips When I dream, I dream your kiss When I dream, I dream your fists Your fists, your fists
So leave me bleeding on the bed See you right back here tomorrow For the next round Keep this scene inside your head Watch the bruises turn to yellow And the swelling going down
And if you're ever around In the city or the suburbs Of this town, Be sure to come around, I'll be wallowing in sorrow Wearing a frown Like Pierrot the clown