Call me a liar
Call me a friend
A sweet love desire
We hold till the end
Saddening but true
We'll never be sure
To give ourselves to
A dreaming so pure
Sometimes is always
And fencing is the space
You know we're a fool
To run every day
A fool
To make ourselves
Make ourselves pay
To run every
Counting the mice
Counting the screws
With just to decide
The next thing to do
What do you want my soul for
What do I want your bed for
I have learnt what's to hide
The score of what is pride
Sometimes is always
And fencing is the space
You know we're a fool, a fool
To run every day
A fool, a fool
To make ourselves
Make ourselves pay
To run every
Run every day
Every day
Every day
Every day