G#m D#7 G#m In an anonymous rendez-vous where the forbidden lovers repair B F# Theyʼre burning down another damn candle D#7 E theyʼre melting the tables and chairs G#m D#7 Beneath them applause from the balcony G#m whenever they accomplished making love B F# Other times they thought they heard laughter D#7 E coming from the balcony above F# C# She lies to his right and she carelessly resites D#m C# All of her brand new appetites F# C# She seems brittle and small it donʼt sound like her at all D#m D#7 Since she came back to him After the fall She said You never visited the countryside So Iʼve made you a country to order She put up a little tent in the bedroom Crickets played on a tape recorder The ceiling was festooned with phosphorous stars She noticed his skin turning cold Burning all his clothes on the bonfire Relax she whispered and tightened the blindfold She lies to his right... Youʼve changed but not for the better, babe Iʼd tell you why but whatʼs the use ʼCause itʼs the same kind of pity a drunkard gives as his excuse You were sharp and ideal as a bobby pin Now your eyes are deserted and quiet We both look like those poor shattered mannequins Thrown through the window in the riot She lies in his arms and without any qualms Revels in shallow delights She seems brittle and small it donʼt look like her at all Since she came back to him After the fall
