Got lost in the musing of what`s to come
Left lost in the heartache, broke and numb
And I`m sticking to the walls that set us apart
Singing there`s only one piece to a broken heart
Cos you disturb at five in the morning
With love songs sung under your breath
But you`ve been dreaming I`m leaving and pretending your dead
Cos I`ve given what I can
Been blinded by what I see
Just digging a hole, intended for me
And when I find you I won`t be surprised to find crystals in your heart
To be back at the start
Singing if there had been a crime it would have left a clue
This man was a saint and that`s all I knew
Now watch all my spindles, cogs and wheels
Spit and sweat and make me ill
While I whisper, give you peaceful sleep
Writing the names of suspects on pieces of paper
Wrapped in clay cos guilt floats much better
And I`ll watch for the first and know they`re guilty
Destined to fall in love with the next person they see
Then learn the black names through the following signs
The twisting of fingers and telling of lies
And when I find you I won`t be surprised to find crystals in your heart
To be back at the start
Singing, I`m sick of the pain, sick of the hurt
Sick of the lies underneath your skirt