She's got a little house in town
I sometimes go around, there
To see her

And she let me deep inside
I sing her love songs
But she'll turn them blind

Like she ain't the sentimental type
I keep my heart in my pocket and I hold
I hold it tight


I know that she don't mind if I'm,
Going away and I don't call

I know that she don't mind if I'm absent through it all

I know that she don't mind if I'm,

Going away and I don't call
I know that she don't mind if I'm absent through it all
Through it all

Through it all

Her skin is softer than the bluest eyes

Just with the warmth that I need
Gives me a place
To hide from the streetlights burning through the bedroom window

In the shadows yeah there's loneliness we cling to
When the morning comes
We'll go, we'll go our separate ways

Ain't no magic my Dear, ain't no reason to stay

I know that she don't mind if I'm,

Going away and I don't call
I know that she don't mind if I'm absent through it all


I know that she don't mind if I'm,
Going away and I don't call
I know that she don't mind if I'm absent through it all

Through it all
Through it all


And we fall through empty corridors
And we talk in useless metaphors
Yeah we fall through empty corridors

And we talk in useless metaphors
And we fall through empty corridors
And we talk in useless metaphors


Only cause we're lonely [repeated]