| What's happening now we made a truce | |
| What's happening now | |
| Out of nowhere with all to lose | |
| Out of no- horse and leather told a story | |
| Versions seem to be distorted | |
| No one ever listened really | |
| History or heavy breathing | |
| And there's such a thing as too much talking | |
| Take a while to have a think about it | |
| All the comfort of an old time lover | |
| See him in the face of all the others | |
| All over this town with faithless minds | |
| All over this town | |
| I'm being drawn in with pencil lines | |
| Being drawn- horse and leather told a story | |
| Versions seem to be distorted | |
| No one ever listened really | |
| History or heavy breathing | |
| And there's such a thing as too much talking | |
| Take a while to have a think about it | |
| All the comfort of an old time lover | |
| See him in the face of all the others |