Song Lyrics

They're almost falling over you
Why don't they call a truce
What ever they are trying to do
Its of little use
They're drowning you in compliments
Trying to furnish proof
Although they speak with eloquence
There is little truth

[Chorus]
You're bright, you're strong, you know the right from wrong
At least to some degree
You're wise, you're tough, you've heard their lies enough
You smile in sympathy

I'm watching your serenity
The way your so transense
The tidiest absurdities
Your patience never ends
And as the night begins to fade
Your heading for the door
Followed by sad parade
Your on your own once more

[Chorus: x2]

Martin Gore