Blind Man's Waltz

The kettle was screaming,
But you just couldn't hear it
You were back at the station,
Counting the minutes
And she drove up humming
Along with the radio
It was all plain as day like some careless graffiti
Strewn 'round the house but nevermind, nevermind
Let's put those blinders on and go tear up the town
You were the farmer and she was the acrobat,
Flying off the handle, into the cumulus
Kissing the clouds while you just waited for rain
Oh, to the left, to the left
The shape of a sinister ghost in the bed
And the sound of a mockingbird,
Oh, in the end
You're the fool of the carnival
And so you're building it up for the breakdown
Love's just a trampoline, you can never get off
You should have heard it,
The building cacophony
Of that demolition
Everything crumbling
All you could hear was the ring in your ears
When the quiet came
Oh, to the left, to the left
The shape of a sinister ghost in the bed
And the sound of a mockingbird,
Oh, in the end
You're the fool of the carnival
And so you're building it up for the breakdown
Love's just a carousel you can never get off
Waltzing on shards of those shattered alibis
Waltzing on shards of those shattered alibis
1, 2, 3, 1, 2, 3, 1, 2, 3
Waltz with me
Waltzing on shards of those shattered alibis
1, 2, 3, 1, 2, 3, 1, 2, 3
Waltz with me
Waltzing on shards of those shattered alibis