I’ve been talking to the wall and it’s been answering me Oh darling how I miss you
I’m just a mere shadow of my former selfishness
I crave the cellulite of your kiss
With only the blue light of the TV on Lip reading threats and false alarms
There’s a boy somewhere holding hands with himself
And a girl in a window on the Reeperbahn
Whenever I put my foot in my mouth
And you begin to doubt that it’s you that I’m dreaming about
Do I have to draw you a diagram
All I ever want is just to fall into your human hands
With the kings and queens of the dance hall craze
Checkmate in three moves in your heyday
But the girls don’t listen to your lines anymore
Now you’re part of someone else
On the factory floor they still say «wheres the action»
Now you manufacture happiness
And get sold on the cheap for someone’s satisfaction
All you toy soldiers and scaremongers
Are you living in this world sometimes I wonder
In between saying you’ve seen too much
And saying you’ve seen it all before
Tighter and tighter I hold you tightly
You know I love you more than slightly
Although I’ve never said it like this before