Want to stay on the ground
But you're so delirious...
So un-pro-found
You want to be real to me
Because I'm you're fantasy
Because I don't come easily
Unlike other girls you see
You want to sit next to me
And we'll be stony-eyed
Baby, this is vanity
I don't care if you cry
This is called being cold
You don't do it so well
This game is so old,
You'll find it like hell.
I've got pulsing veins
Down my pale arms
Here you're fickle games,
Don't work their charms
Here in my world
Only I can breathe the air
Try and say a word
I'll act like you're not there
And one day you'll ask
What time and when
And then you'll go away
And I'll want you back again
