Will you recognise me?

If our blue and brown eyes meet in the crowd

Psycho-analyse meAre we happy in this clean empty house?

Oh I′ve fallen enough for these knees to give in

And your brown paper packages I tied up with string

They surround me

I still haven't found me

And I′ve stalled for too long, now I'm somebody new

Keep on wearing me down until my cheeks are all blue

From the night cold

Our limbs in a tight hold

There's a new scent on your sweater

But the less I know the better

You know it terrifies me

Are we missing out on something more?

And all the nights you don′t sleep

In your room on the second floor

Oh I′ve sat here enough to count cracks in the walls

I've been walking through spiderwebs

Missing your calls and your frown lines

I still haven′t found time to breathe

Now you live for rainy weather

But the less I know the better

There's a chance I won′t forget her

So the less I know the better