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 Wearin' a frown Like Pierrot the clown
Saw you crashin' round the bay Never seen you act so shallow Or look so brown Remember all the things you'd say How your promises rang 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 of your lips When I dream - I dream of your fists When I dream -I dream of your kiss When I dream - I dream of your fists Your fists
Leave dreaming 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 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
When I dream- I dream of your lips When I dream - I dream of your fists When I dream -I dream of your kiss When I dream - I dream of your fists Your fists, your fists,your fists