You used to be so hard to console
Now everything is under control
…do you like it like that?
I’ll confide I can’t decide which is true,
If I’m more afraid of what i might do
or of what I might not
Seductive sense of sorrow
from counterfeit Cabrias in sleepy towns all over
You’re saddled with that Cadilliac heart
So beautiful but is it so smart?
In a city of sharks, in a city of sharks
It’s beautiful immutable inside your head
inside your head
Unsinkable, unthinkable. The Street runs red
A violent red
Inscrutable.
Your conscience caught you leaving the scene
There’s no knowing just how clever you’ve been
It’s a long way home
when that voice that taunts you is your own
And your laughter is a veil of grace
hiding tears that glisten from your face
in any case
Well it’s all a dream
from the solitude of prayers unseen
to the crimes of the century
Nothing’s really ever how it seems
…do you like it like that?