[00:12.268]Isabelle in tears, Isabelle is ringing
[00:20.622]Saying, "I need you near to me,
[00:27.158]But a telephone just isn't worth the flinging
[00:34.004]Like a book or that ashtray that I aimed at your head
[00:44.550]I'd rather see you dead"
[00:48.699]But it's not as it appears so I tripped up the stairs
[00:57.257]To find Isabelle in tears
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[01:03.254]Isabelle remains Isabelle in tethers
[01:12.225]Wears a flimsy negligee of innocence and feathers
[01:21.851]She says, "That's a good idea" as she pours herself a shot
[01:30.784]But she can't get the genius back into the bottle
[01:40.490]"After you're kind you'll find that no-one cares"
[01:49.833]So her lovers and her fears leave Isabelle in tears
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[02:00.195]And I left her standing out there in the rain calling my name
[02:14.152]As I pulled away pretending that I'd never met her
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[02:24.031]Oh, you never know the thrill of the Isabelle of memory
[02:33.925]They say she was a bombshell who turned to an incendiary
[02:43.735]Till the whole town burned down and returned into the earth
[02:54.685]Can you admit your love? Can you confess her worth?
[03:04.930]That the slant of time obscures and on certain nights appears
[03:14.418]Like Isabelle in tears
[03:19.971]That the slant of time obscures and on certain nights appears
[03:30.658]Like Isabelle in tears