I look down at my feet; close my eyes
As I walk by nowhere
Glazed expressions; tired sighs
They can't see - but still they all stare
She looks down, right at me, takes my gaze
And tries to be fair
No-one's home, knock some more
Open up, and we won't be there
Listen out for the sound that tells you all your sight has gone
Take a stab and fix this mess; alter us
We don't live here
Burning eyes take us home
The desire has played up for sure
Listen out for the sound that tells you all your sight has gone
Whilst sneaking out from under your cover
Your love has moved on
Your taste I won't unsee
I've seen the whole thing unfold, and I don't care to repeat it
Maybe it's time to go
Nothing changes when the baglord is ever present
Listen out for the sound that tells you all your sight has gone
Whilst running out from under my cover
My love has moved on
Listen out for the sound that tells you all your sight has gone
Whilst sneaking out from under your cover
Your love has moved on