You may need to think it's you he's frowning through But with a second check you'll see it's just not true It's more the wear and tear on those plans He thinks you made for him To try to get through to you And the clocks number to twelve in the western world And they triple in memory like long nights to a dancehall girl But they don't bring back the racing car sweater With its chromium swirl And isn't that how he loved you And you, who are you when the lights go down The dark appeals to you like a rollercoaster countdown As you attempt to treat it more and more like a children's round Thinking maybe you haven't found it yet For wasn't it you who said if it isn't got it's only wanted And once it's found or bought it's only wanted more I couldn't say I'd ever touched that shore For sure I'd talk about it if I ever had my face in it And so you need to think it's you I'm frowning through But with a second check you'll see it's just not true It's more the wear and tear on those plans I think you made for me To try to get through to you Now me I never believed when they told me love was sweet I like to take mine neat and then I like to think of you The way you like to think of him and what he's going through And whether it was really you I was trying to get down to