I already saw the movie. It no longer moves me. I'm telling you the story started to bore me. I already know just how it happens. You're gonna lose me. We wore the night right down to the edge of a knife 'Til we cut the daylight clean out of our lives. I already know just how it happens. After the rain when summer came you and I were finally free again. But the knife grew dull and you grew cold And there was nothing left for you to hold. I already know just how it happens. I already know just how it happens. You're gonna lose me. After the rain when summer came you and I were finally free again. But the knife grew dull and you grew cold And there was nothing left for you to hold. Was it real? Was it a dream, an image on a movie screen? And when it ends a winter wind resets itself and plays it back again. I already know. I already know.