We, we got up And dove head-first in the water Me, honestly, I don't know why I bother We've had us a time You've aged like fine wine And scratched my glass eye The grit of these teeth Was a one-time only warning Forgive, forget me Like a lady in mourning Who's turned to the side In a corner to hide And scratched my glass eye I guess this bronze age dies alone On the telephone I guess this bronze age dies alone On the telephone I guess this bronze age dies alone