Erasure - Tragic текст песни

(a. bell / v. clarke)

Speak. spell.

Whats that word again?

In. out.

Of my head again.

Clear. cut.

Charmed Im sure again.

Merrity!

I wish for thought.

Oh, wise men indeed,

Are fools who believe.

Her heart on my sleeve,

Is laughing at me.

Best left unsaid;

Theres no truth in whats said.

Cloud. fog.

Looks like rain again.

Glass. wall.

Looks could kill again.

Clock. face.

Half past two again.

Turn again.

And how time flies.

Oh, wise men indeed,

Are fools who believe.

Her heart on my sleeve,

Is laughing at me.

Best left unsaid;

Theres no truth in whats said.

Dream. world.

In my pawn again.

Hot. cold.

Fingers burn again.

Teardrop.

To the floor again.

Cruelty.

How real is real?

Oh, wise men indeed,

Are fools who believe.

My heart on my sleeve,

Is laughing at me.

Best left unsaid

Theres no truth in whats said.

Oh, wise men indeed,

Are fools who believe.

My heart on my sleeve,

Is laughing at me.

Best left unsaid

Theres no truth in whats said.