And nobody cares somehow
When the loving that you've wasted
Comes raining from a hapless cloud
Then I might stop and look upon your face
Disappear in the sweet, sweet gaze
See the living that surrounds me
Dissipate in a violet blaze
Can't you see what you've done to my heart,
and soul?
It's just a wasteland now
We've spies, we've slow hands
Put the waste around yourself
We've spies, oh yeah we've slow hands
You put the waste all around yourself, now
I submit my incentive is romance
I watched 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?
It's just a wasteland now
We've spies, yeah we've slow hands
You put the waste all around yourself
We've spies, oh yeah we've slow hands
Killers for hire you know that yourself
We've spies, we've slow hands
You put the waste all around yourself
We've spies, oh yeah we've slow hands
We retire like nobody else
