Is it hard to wait drawn by your mongrel heart again?
If they don't answer would you want to be found out?
You duck through the wind in your old blight on the town
Love is turning you out, sliding worry round
I try to warn its waiting game to bring that scepter down
Would it be wrong to clamp down on your racing heart, love?
And if they'd known what sifted down to be found out?
It's not what you deserve
Love is turning you out, sliding worry round
I try to warn it's waiting game to bring that scepter down
Faster than you were going to allow, turn out the lights or say get out
If you don't answer would you want to be found, love?
Five days on trapped by a wave
Love is turning you out, sliding worry round
I try to warn this waiting game to bring that scepter down
Black corn was soaking, you'll be cut down in the seedy stairway
If you don't answer, would you want to be found now?
Sapped from the bed to the window
Looking back on that time, starting in the minds
What it is to be twenty nine, fame sets your life down
Would it be wrong, would it be wrong
To disappoint you now, disappoint you now?
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