Tekst piosenki
Well, it's late at night.There's nobody around.Just the sounds of the cars Upon the asphalt ground.It's the waiting time,When the hours grow still.I gaze on through the glass Inside my windowsill.Though I know that you must be Somewhere in this world,In this place where, at birth,You and I were both hurled,To think that we once were relating Is a thing that has almost grown foreign to me.It's a bad sight,Such a terrible waste,To spend your time talking In such bad taste.It's the same old line,Though it's not you I blame.It's your teachers and television That you put to shame.The night's lasting longer Because I've filled my head With the things I could have done And the words I could have said.But, in truth, I was only spectating And that's a permanent part of reality.So many rude lines,So many petty crimes And you don't feel a need To apologize.Tonight is the time That you stick in my mind,But from now on I won't become Vandalized.Now the room's started filling With the dawn's early light And the end has arrived Of this long night.I turn off the television And I hit the bed While your shade is still haunting My ever-vulnerable head.And there's no use In trying to compromise When the kindest things we say But it's time I should quit my complaining And behave with a little more dignity.So many rude lines,So many petty crimes And you don't feel a need To apologize.Tonight is the time That you stick in my mind,But from now on I won't become Vandalized.
