(SimonGoldmanBrackman)

You may think I'm dumb

Or you may think you're sly

But I know what you're cravin'

I've been watchin' your eyes

There's a girl 'cross the room

She's been glancin' this way

both of you wonderin'

when you'll have your day



Black honeymoon

I'll be leavin' you soon

Next time maybe I'll be the girl

Across the room

black honeymoon



She's tossin' her hair

She won't meet my stare

I turn to accuse you

You pretend she's not there

The pains not so bad

cause I've played thru this game

The players are different

But the moves they're the same

Now she's gone

And you're smilin' back

but my blood's turned to ice, ice, ice, ice

Now I don't feel undone

And I don't feel afraid

there's nothing quite so cold

As the heart you've betrayed