There’s a little bit of you in me
And though we’re afraid to say it
We want to keep it down
Cause I want what I have to reach
When I’m on the verge of one lane
There’s no use now

And you froze when I showed I cared
When we’ve all forgotten how to live
How to bend
‘Cause we stop to say it’s true
As we toast to the last dead honeymoon
Honeymoon

Where do we go?
Where do we hide?
Two thousand years and what did we find?
Thrown back, how we beg, how we plead
Your life slowed down
You cannot believe in me

Where do we go?
Where do we hide?
Two thousand years and what did we find?
Thrown back, how we beg, how we plead
But into the violets
Off into the pleasures I’ve made