He left us sleeping down by LaGarde Park
under winter stars framed by the dark
in a symphony of anxious spring
he's picking words apart like he's listening
he took me down on Lapsley high
past the light you left on the late night drive
no you cannot believe in a love that will stay
what a bitter brilliant thing to say
I never could believe
you'd live so carelessly
on the sleep inside
He is still waiting for another rush
the metallic taste of hate and lust
yes just once oh yes I'm fine
he still wants me more he still says he's mine
now I just watch you across the room
like you live for me like I live for you
no you cannot believe in a love that will stay
what a bitter brilliant thing to say
Go now I'd rather leave
than suffer through the same collapse
of everything I thought would last
Go now you say you'll lead
every love will break tonight
it leads you here it makes you