There's just a hint of indifference In her lack of conversation when we talk. And the subject matters change, There's no mention of our future now at all. She still kisses me each morning, But it seems more like a habit than before. I know she still loves me, But I don't think she likes me anymore. She used to laugh at all my jokes, But lately I can't seem to make her smile. And the last time we made love it was good, But God it's been a while. She's always there when I get home, But she's no longer waiting at the door. I know she still loves me, But I don't think she likes me anymore. 'Cause it's just a little colder every time I hold her. She's just going through the motions From what's left of her devotion; And it scares me half to death Wonderin' what tomorrow holds in store. I know she still loves me, But I don't think she likes me anymore. Right now I know she loves me, But I don't think she likes me anymore.

I don't know the meaning of much I don't know the right expressions I don't have too much intuition or too many credentials I don't know the meaning of much I never make the best impressions And I don't have the means of expression to explain my obsessions All I'm just trying to tell you And all I'm just trying to say All I'm just trying to tell you is this is enough But you're walking away I don't have the Midas touch I never make a good impression And yes, I have the scars of ambition, and its many expressions And I don't know the price of stuff And no, I don't command attention And I don't have sophistication or the right connections All I'm just trying to tell you And all I'm just trying to say All I'm just trying to tell you is this is enough But you're walking away There's no room in the world for your kind of beauty Yours are the names on tomorrow's newspapers Yours is the face of the desperate edge of now You're like the snows of yesteryear, I'll be gone from this Earth All I'm just trying to tell you And all I'm just trying to say And all I'm just trying to tell you is this is enough But you're walking away All I'm just trying to tell you And all I'm just trying to say And all I'm just trying to tell you is this is enough But you're walking away La, la, la-la-la, la, la, la, la-la-la-la La, la, la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la-la La, la, la-la-la, la, la, la, la-la-la-la La, la, la-la, la-la-la-la-la-la-la Wherever you go, wherever you run Wherever you go, now I'll be the pilot Wherever you go, wherever you run Wherever you go, now I'll be the pilot Wherever you go, wherever you run Wherever you go, now I'll be the pilot Wherever you go, wherever you run Wherever you go, now I'll be the pilot

By the roadside shrine there's a place Selling bouquets of cellophane That's where they meet in this desolate place And the more they see, the more they say Thrown like two winter roses into a broken vase They're playing the hand they play Caught in the game they made She puts her faith in the moment Outsiders (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) He puts his faith in the moment Outsiders (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) And his clothes are covered in dew As she writhes in twisted sheets Feel the pulse and the power of you And what you see isn't what's underneath They're playing the hand they play Caught in the game they made She puts her faith in the moment Outsiders (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) He puts his faith in the moment Outsiders (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) She puts her faith in the moment Outsiders (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) He puts his faith in the moment Outsiders (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) Outsiders (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) Outsiders (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) Outsiders (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) Outsiders (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)

Lips like semaphore to my heart We slither and slide and slip Stings like aerosol in my eyes And nothing compares to this And it's ever so clear And it's ever so plain For the strangers, the strangers And it's ever so clear And it's ever so plain For all the strangers out there Pips from oranges spat away To gutters and drains and bins Left like promises on a tray When you delivered yourself to him And it's ever so clear And it's ever so plain For the strangers, the strangers And it's ever so clear And it's ever so plain For all the strangers out there A paper trail on the road That was left for the gulls And like the birds flying north It's been growing cold And it's ever so clear And it's ever so plain For the strangers, the strangers And it's ever so clear And it's ever so plain For all the strangers out there For all the strangers For all the strangers out there For all the strangers For all the strangers out there For all the strangers For all the strangers out there For all the strangers For all the strangers out there

Is it worth it? A new winters coat and shoes for the wife And a bicycle on the boy's birthday It's just a rumour that was spread around town By the women and children, soon we'll be shipbuilding Well, I asked her The boy said 'Dad, they're going to take me to task But I'll be back by Christmas' It's just a rumour that was spread around town Somebody said that someone got filled in For saying that people get killed in The results of their shipbuilding With all the will in the world Diving for dear lives When we could be diving for pearls It's just a rumour that was spread around town A telegram or a picture postcard Within weeks we'll be reopening the shipyard A notefying the next of kin once again Oh, it's all we're skilled in We will be shipbuilding With all the will in the world Diving for dear lives When we could be diving for pearls

(One, two, three, four) And our lives too will pass and fade like this moment Our clothes are like an anthem for sorrow The words we use are like future ghosts And our lives too will fall apart like this moment Gone like the birthday cards on the windowsill Brief as the pale light on the bedroom walls Oh-oh Will you be my personality disorder? Fill me with your personality disorder And years from now the grass will grow over our lives But one day soon we will be found One day we will laugh again through desolate times Oh-oh Will you be my personality disorder? Fill me with your personality disorder Personality disorder Disorder Personality disorder Disorder Is it wrong to love you (it's wrong) As much as I do? (As much as I do) Is it wrong to do the things we've done? You witness our confession and execution You walk us to the rope and watch us drop Oh-oh Steal my blue sky personality disorder Fill me with your personality disorder Feel fine, steal my personality disorder Fill me with your personality disorder

We use words as weapons He speaks of love and power And all those pretty things You know the voice that threatens you Is not the voice that sins Ooh-ooh, that boy on the stage Well, he can't control it Ooh-ooh, that boy on the stage Well, he can't control it In someone else's clothes Who cares while he is strong Shut up and hit that metal You know where we belong Ooh-ooh, that boy on the stage Well, he can't control it Ooh-ooh, that boy on the stage Well, he can't control his soul Ooh-ooh, that boy on the stage Well, he can't control it Ooh-ooh, that boy on the stage Well, he can't control the rage