Here you are, old flame

Your tongues all twisted with words you can't say

You think you've got troubles, that's just life

Well, I'd hate to be the one to say it

You're coming on over on the number eight

I'm leaving on the same

If you think simple things, you'll just be simple

How very wrong you are, how very wrong you are

Broken bones don't seem so bad

Telephones don't ring the same

Anymore...

Oh here you are, old flame

Your eyes all glazed and shining in the cold

You say "Sometimes you got to let history unfold"

But you don't really mean it

You're coming on over keeping everyone guessing

There's a lesson in this, I'm sure I must've missed it

Off somewhere contemplating your exquisite crime

The once and future queen of making tension out of time

Broken bones don't seem so bad

Telephones don't ring the same

Anymore...

Here you are, old flame

Your tongues all twisted with words you can't say

You think you've got troubles, that's just life

Well, I'd hate to be the one to say

You're coming on over on the number eight

I'm leaving on the same

The more you think simple things, you'll just be simple

The better off you are, the better off you are

Broken bones don't seem so bad

Telephones don't ring the same

Anymore...