Blood on a feather
Violet skies
I should know better
Everytime
Cigarettes and leather
Parisian hands
The answer don't matter
From where I stand
And I'm falling I'm falling
I'm falling all over again
And I'm falling I'm falling
I'm falling all over again
Oh the queen of hearts
Has her neck in a sling
I kissed her in the corner
With the boys watching
Living a straight life
Is not as easy as it seems
I always find balance
In extremes
And I'm falling I'm falling
I'm falling all over again
And I'm falling I'm falling
I'm falling all over again
And yesterday is sorrow
And tomorrow is pain
I always light a fire
When the roof caves in
And I don't think I love you
But I need you all the same
We're playing shadow games
Again