There is something in your eyes
that frightens me so
It is caught on my sweater
like your electric hair
There is something that is wrong
This I always feel
I have dust in my veins
Dated like a joke
I save everything you throw aside
All the ugliness that hurts
It has become harder to repair what you have destroyed
You have become flammable, you burn all you touch
I am older, losing fire
Something I cannot help
A yawning between the words
The radio smothers everything
Through the paper thin walls
Someone whistles false
There is something in your eyes
Sparks fly, sparkle on
and the lightbulbs flicker and die
and all stands still
I save everything you throw aside
All the ugliness, all that disturbs
It has become harder to protect what is fragile
You have become flammable, you burn all you touch
I am older, losing fire
That, I cannot help
That, I cannot help...
There are only memories for life
And you take everything for granted
There are only memories for life
And you take everything for granted
There are only memories for life
And you take everything for granted
There are only memories for life
And you take everything for granted
There are only memories for life
And you take everything for granted
You take everything for granted
There are only memories for life