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There is nothing you could hope to gain

By doing this

To be here in your arms is like...

Falling off of a precipice baby

Going down, oh down, right down

Oh no you just can't win

There's no sense in suffering

As the rocks tumble and the earth slides too

This means it's curtains for you

This means curtains for you

This means curtains for you

You must have such a tangled mind

Oh, you blow from hot to cold

You even like to go out every Saturday night

You pale beside the image you hold

The lights dim and the circus role

Oh roll on...

Oh no you just can't win

There's no sense in suffering

As the rocks tumble and the earth slides too

This means it's curtains for you

This means curtains for you

This means curtains for you

You never really understood me

This means curtains for you

This means curtains for you

This means curtains for you

This means curtains for you