Who's a fool for tragedy
Bending over backwards for the storm
No one knows
I could not exist in peace
She is such a mystery to behold
And no one knows
I can pretend to be a socialite
I can pretend I got inner-light
I can pretend I see it vividly
Like a spectacle of what could be
You've got me on the ground
You're keeping me around
And I know it's a fruitless plight
Fantasising paradise, so it goes
And no one knows
She is built to boggle me
Flogging on my fantasy of a soul
And no one knows
So clutch the dagger while I fall asleep
Kiss me slowly while our shadows weep
I can pretend that it's meaningless
But I can't pretend that I'm fond of it
You've got me on the ground
You're keeping me around
Who's the fool blowing in the horn
In my dreams, she's thunderstorms
Even so, no one knows
Even so, no one knows
Even so, no one knows