I know how to read alone
Here in the dark some old stories are told.
The telephone haunts me
Like a picture of things that I'd never
Bring home.
CHORUS:
She cries like I do
Too late for new words.
She cries like I do
See,it's a man.
No-one is allowed in here
I'm the ghost with no feelings!
This edge in my voice lacks sense
I never touched your heart
I suppose.
She cries like I do
too late for new words
she cries like I do
Her secret's a man.
She cries like I do
Like we're supposed to
She cries like I do
Here in the dark.
I'm so surprised.
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