Last night at 17:th

By the corner of Lance & Last's

I watched from outside

What belongs in the past

You moving cross the floor

With hands all over her

Can't breathe

And heart & hands are cold

So let's not analyze

Or verbalize

These dried out eyes

We'll be better of you see

In history

In disguise

I'm almost at your feet

Like so many times before

All the restless days and nights

With heart on the floor

And what I do to me

By coming here tonight

Is mean, my heart and hands are cold

So let's not analyze

Or verbalize

These dried out eyes

We'll be better of you see

In history

In disguise

So let's not compromise

Or analyze

These worn out lies

What your giving me

You sure can't offer her

No sorry dried out eyes

Will get you this girl

I turn around to leave

As so many times before

But now, it's different nevermore

So let's not analyze

Or verbalize

These dried out eyes

We'll be better of you see

In history

In disguise

So let's not compromise

Or analyze

These worn out lies

We'll be better off you see

In history

In disguise