Honey, there is nothing I can give you There is nothing I can do for you today There is nothing I can show you And so you must accept some other way You are weaving through the season It's a walk among thieves You are dear to the assassin And so that's how it has come to be And it took a while to know you And even still it sometimes moves To something not quite settled To something less than true Honey, there is nothing I can tell you Not a word as we do part So show me now you're leaving Show me now, your famous heart Show me now, your famous heart Show me now, your famous heart