The blackest eyes I've ever seen like moonstones shine And all the while behind the dancing eyes the boy crying. He creeps like ivy on the stairs, you know I liked him then When we would sit and drink for hours and watch the sidewalk spin.
No no no. I don't want to hear your secrets. I don't share your pain. I don't want to know about the wrinkles in your bed And I don't want to know about the ghost inside your haunted head, Inside your haunted head.
I don't need your tragedy and I won't share the blame You can't keep your promises, you just keep naming names He laid his troubles out to me like a deck of playing cards, Well don't you know that I can tell the kings and jokers well apart. No no no.