(Mark Hollis Tim Friese-Greene)

Now the fun is over

Where do words begin

I'm trying to find the path ahead

Any way you say it

The charade goes on

But your eyes won't see it

It's the same old song

'I don't believe you'

Promises so golden

Years have proved them wrong

I'm trying to leave some self respect

Any way you say it

Our decline goes on

But your pride won't heed it

It's the same old song

'I don't believe you'

I don't

I don't believe in you

And the way you play it

Is the way you want it

Any way you sing it

It's the same old song

'I don't believe you'