I found out You were In a mess You caught me playin songs for you
Lipstick stains On your ciggarettes You caught me playin songs for you And it’s bending my mind again
Interesting how you watch the night And look right through me Facing the sky When I ask you why You look right through me
Climbed the fire to the hidaway You caught me slipping on a thought Practical in the things you say You caught me slipping on a thought And it’s bending my mind again
Interesting how you watch the night And look right through me Facing the sky When I ask you why You look right through me
We get lucky and Turned around the space you got to find yourself We slip up when we haven’t found The space you got to find yourself
And it’s bending my mind again
Interesting how you watch the night And look right through me