There's no use to complain Or start it off again There's no sign of weakness in me Do I compel you like you compel me? And nothing stays the same And no one said it would I would not think of such things if I could... If I could help myself, If I could
So put your warm little hands where I can see them Put those hands on my face Tell me you love me And no one else Or close those little hands Now they're fists Now they're little fists
Punch a hole in me with those fists If you ever wanted to punch a hole in me And find out what's in me There's really nothing in me
And nothing stays the same And nothing ever happens to you that will happen to you again Or is this the way it was? Was it this same room, this same fight, this same scene? With us dancing on the kitchen floor And the wind climbing in through the open window
I used to hear distant cracks out in the city night I could swear some one was being shot down Now we hear that all the time...
So do you like where we're headed? Does it make sense in your eyes? Do you miss me, baby, when I fall asleep? Do you reach out for my arm? Do you find it's too far away? Do you?
Now tell me I'm handsome I will tell you we are really not old at all There's no use to complain
Still you and no one else
So put your warm little hands where I can see them Put those hands on my face Now if you get any out of this Then that's the thing that makes me sleep all day And I'll explain my love for you On another day
