The saltiness of your lips
Came from my guilty tears
Cause when you've got good wine
You better take it in sips
And learn to tell the good from bad years
My hands were the ones that strayed
Smooth your cello profile
But impulse must be obeyed
So I'm going out in style
In caramac shoes there's no return
From the walk of fire that burns
My cure was the road you channelled
Another lesson you knew but not learned
Your opportunity cost was my indeed
You don't cry, you bleed
Now in extremes of love and hate we lie
Our sheets are shrouds if you look at it this way
But if it flutters then it must be alive
And I'm not ready to face our grave
So let's sleep together in the gravel
Together day and night
As a child I was taught to have all
I wanted as a right
But now those caramac shoes come back again
Tip-tapping cross the bedroom floor
Cheap and nasty reminds me
There was no taste in my life before
So where do we go from here?
Is it goodbye to all that we share
It's so true what you fear
But can you face to have me spared
In caramac shoes there's no return
From the walk of fire that burns
It's a shame they are back on my two feet
A shameful lesson I knew but not learned
The opportunity cost was high indeed
I don't cry, I bleed
In caramac shoes I walk obscene
Sent away, sinking to the street
Send away, sinking to the street