As It Is When It Was

I've kept my head against the wall

I've been this way for so long now

You weren't exactly falling over yourself

When last I saw you

Well I always thought

We'd get along like a house on fire

Until you told me that I'd have to go

How can someone like you work that slow

Whatever you think of me

You listen hard and I will make you see

Whatever you think of me

You listen hard and I will make you see

I don't feel anything no more

This state of grace is consuming me

I'm not grown up and I am not a boy

I feel no pain and I feel no joy

Well I always thought

We'd get along like a house on fire

In those days when the sun was warm

I ran in the street where I was born

Whatever you think of me

You listen hard and I will make you see

Whatever you think of me

You listen hard and I will make you see

The streets are so empty at this time of night

I'd rather walk on my own than fight

In a world where I'd forgotten you

I found myself forgotten, too

That's the danger of believing books

And all the lies of those thieves and crooks

We sing intellectual songs of love

From a stolen pen to a velvet glove.