Lucy Grace can't show her face down in the North End Road

For in Belgravia

Rumours have been whispered and suggestions have been made

Did you sell your friends out when the heat got too intense?

You say you like the danger but it's only a pretense

You say you need the money

When everybody knows you can always fall back on your inheritance

Did you bruise your arms on those false alarms

Did you bruise your pride on his smile so wide?

Only fingertips from forbidden bliss

Did you bruise your lips in this basement kiss?



Who's that sneaking 'round the door?

You can't come here no more

Can't you go home again?

She used to sit alone for hours

Spend her evenings watering dried flowers



When her mother came to stay and finally went to bed

Lucy Grace was in the front room shooting through your head

She tried to take your breath away and give you something else instead



Next year she'll serve her function in that Audrey Hepburn hat

It still won't suit her much but she'll get over that

She'll be pale and feign indifference as they're handling out the prizes

Spilling Daddy's pearls of wisdom

And her ugly sister's tranquillizers



Why were you so tardy putting up your guard?

When you hurt so easily and you try so hard

Did you bruise your arms on those false alarms

Did you bruise your pride on his smile so wide?

Only fingertips from forbidden bliss

Did you bruise your lips in this basement kiss?