Oh I really wanted to be with you.
Thought of all the things I’d see with you.
Oh I really thought I needed you,
but you don’t need me too, do you?
You like to keep me at arm’s length.
You like to leave me in the cold.
I ask if you could fill me up,
but you’d rather fill my heart with holes.
And now my head’s been spinning round.
Reach out but there’s no one to hold.
Cause you like to keep me at arm’s length.
You like to keep me in control.
And now it seems it’s plain to see.
The truth it gleams beyond a doubt.
The time we spent between the sheets;
that time is quickly running out.
But don’t be sorry, don’t be sad.
For we’ll both briskly move along.
The only evidence that’s had,
remains tied up here in this song.