Yeah, but nobody searches and nobody cares somehow.When the loving that you’ve wasted comes raining from a hapless cloud
and I might stop and look upon your face
disappear in your sweet, sweet gaze.
See the living that surrounds me dissipate in a violent place.
Can’t you see what you’ve done to my heart, and soul?
This is a wasteland now...
We spies, we slow hands
put the weights all around yourself.
We spies, oh yeah, we slow hands
you put the weights all around yourself.
Now I submit my incentive romance,
I watch the pole dance of the stars,
we rejoice because the hurting is so painless
from the distance of passing cars.
But I am married to your charms and grace
I just go crazy like the good old days
you make me want to pick up a guitar
and celebrate the myriad ways that I love you.
Can’t you see what you’ve done to my heart, and soul?
This is a wasteland now...
We spies, yeah, we slow hands
you put the weights around yourself.
We spies, oh yeah, we slow hands
killer for hire, you know not yourself.
We spies, we slow hands
you put the weights all around yourself.
We spies, oh yeah, we slow hands
we retire like nobody else.
We spies, intimate slow hands
killer for hire, you know not yourself.
We spies, intimate slow hands
you let the face slap around herself.
