Из альбома: American Science
Seven days in a snow storm
I can't find myself
Anything that resembles explanation
But you'd just shooken my hand
And walked away
Three hundred dollars down
And a few days short of resting
Ooh, I'm a restless child
But I'm good at coming back
You can't tell me I didn't move you
I give everyone the right to choose
But all your games will come back to play you
When you see that I'm somebody else's noose
And the coffee got blacker
As the rest of them
Start talking and it came out
From all over town
That you just shake hands
And walk away
Are you a lesson, baby
In what a life like this will do
I think you are
And I've shame, shame, shame
Cause I like it any way
You can't tell me I didn't move you
I give everyone the right to choose
But all your games will come back to play you
When you see that I'm somebody else's noose
How many hands have you shaken
How many years have blown by
'Till the rest of us get wise
And your fountain of youth, it runs dry
How many long and lonely glances
Of yours will follow a last goodbye
When she's somebody else's noose