Why did you let me run

When you knew I'd fall for the gaping hole

Where your heart should be

Liar-couldn't cut me deeper with a knife if you tried

Just take a look (before you run off and hide)

At your victim

arise

Clouds on you shoulder

Aren't they grazed by the afterglow

How quiet they gather

When the storm is about to blow

CHORUS

No don't look away

Caught in the crossfire

And it ain't no wind of change

I'm talking of crime and passion's rage

Summer of madness or the undertow

Dragged me up an alley for the blossoming fire

On a stranger's smile

Bride of wire-how disguise so easily cracked

Saw your heart turn spade

This orchid's turned to black

Graze on your shoulder

Like the clouds in the afterglow

How quiet they gather

Whenthe storm is about to blow

CHORUS

Way down by the shoulder

In the haze of the afterglow

Stranded together

And the storm is about to blow

CHORUS