(Simon/Goldman/Brackman)
You may think I'm dumb
Or you may think you're sly

But I know what you're cravin'
I've been watchin' your eyes
There's a girl 'cross the room

She's been glancin' this way
both of you wonderin'
when you'll have your day


Black honeymoon
I'll be leavin' you soon

Next time maybe I'll be the girl
Across the room
black honeymoon


She's tossin' her hair
She won't meet my stare

I turn to accuse you
You pretend she's not there
The pains not so bad

cause I've played thru this game
The players are different
But the moves they're the same

Now she's gone
And you're smilin' back
but my blood's turned to ice, ice, ice, ice

Now I don't feel undone
And I don't feel afraid
there's nothing quite so cold

As the heart you've betrayed