It's closing time, where do we go now?
You've something to say and I don't care how
But you bite your tongue

Hey apathy, you turn me on & on
Your secrets speak louder in acedia


Chorus:
My teasing mime, you're losing soul
My monument of cannel coal

We fit like crime and criminal
I stay shelter, not a home


On bending knees one hundred million miles I'd go
Gritting teeth 'cause I want you so
But you bite your tongue and you know damn' well that this way

I'll follow you on & on, all along your setting sun
A passenger


Chorus

My little mime, you're all alone

Telling stories of long ago
We used to fit like crime and criminal
But I was just shelter