[Verso 1]
It’s hard to see when the streetlights are out
I’ll get a gas lamp and visit the house that you grew up in
I’m burning it down
I’ve got the answers and you’ll be my kill
I’m sorry you’re a victim of my will
Now my rooms been bleached, I’m burning it down
[Refrain}
There really is no sense in diffusing all the tension when it’s all we have, it’s all we have right now
[Coro]
Do you feel low, are you feeling low?
(Are you still listening? Are you still listening?)
To the sad songs on the radio?
(Are you still listening? Are you still listening?)
[Verso 2]
Well can you taste the gin? Well I can’t taste anything
I’m obsessed with myself
I’ll put my picture on my shelf and I won’t look at someone else until I smash the frame this evening
A letter that I wrote you, a cobweb on your door
A broken plastic window pane lying on the kitchen floor
A broken dirty mirror that’s hanging in your hall
It’s been lying to your face since the day that you were born
[Coro]
Do you feel low, are you feeling low?
(Are you still listening? Are you still listening?)
To the sad songs on the radio?
(Are you still istening? Are you still listening?)
[Puente]
I’m sorry those numbers are getting you down
I care more about the lines you wrote than the ones that make your frown
I’m sorry those numbers are getting you down
I care more about the lines you wrote than the ones that make your frown
[Estribillo]
There really is no sense in diffusing all the tension when it’s all we have, it’s all we have right now
[Conclusi�n]
When all I’m asking you is am I on your mind today?
Or since I’ve been away has it got worse?
And all I’m asking you is am I on your mind today?
Or since I’ve been away has it got worse?
