Tonight I'll dream a girl called home. And wake up in tears. All on my own. With the sun coming up. And my head against stone. Balcony dressed and drawn.
Don't be a fool for the boys. Boy, you kill me. Don't lose your cool for the prize. Bound to tease me. . And you could be the one. That's at the head of the pack babe.
Oh, watching me hanging by a string this time. Oh, easily, the climax of the perfect lie. Oh, watching me hanging by a string this time. Oh, easily, smile worth a hundred lies.