I didn't know I'd lied to you
I didn't know what you say is true
I didn't know you were there
I didn't know how you cared
How could I know what you were thinking?
How could I know you'd been drinking
And didn't mean a single word you said
When you came home with me instead
Stare into my eyes for a century
Look and in them tell me that you see
What I meant to say to you
Every night and day to you
Look into me for a century
See into me and how it's meant to be
Look into my eyes for a century
You told me it wasn't enough
You told me that I could get stuffed
You told me that you should go home
You told me and I let you roam
Down the street on Sunday afternoon
Down the street and would I see you soon
Maybe, yeah, was all you said
Holding an ice cold drink to your head