I won’t comment on your words or the silence in your curse
I won’t count the times we tried for a stranger life
I won’t criticise your thoughts or your appetite for war
I won’t calculate your chance of a fine romance
But I do know that sometimes we just spiral through life
And I’m staggered by the pace as you turn my way
And we move like actors on a burning mattress
And we're bold like tattoos in the crowded avenues
And I’m falling, falling like a song she's calling
And I’m falling, falling like a song
I won't entertain your claims, your belligerent exchange,
I'm not shattered by yours charms, my blue-veined one,
I don't need to be the last of the horrors of your past,
I've no sympathy for love, it's a weapon that you have
But I do know that sometimes we just spiral through life
And I’m staggered by the pace as you turn my way
And we move like actors on a burning mattress
And we're bold like tattoos in the crowded avenues
And I’m falling, falling like a song she's calling
And I’m falling, falling like a song
And we move like actors on a burning mattress
And we're bold like tattoos in the crowded avenues
And I’m falling, falling like a song she's calling
And I’m falling, falling like a song
