You're extraordinary
none of the fashion girls
your second skin's so skinny
- it almost hurts
it looks like you were floating when you try to take a walk
you always seem to listen, everytime we try to talk

if there's nothing else to stop us on our way way way
tell me, why pourquoi ne pouvons-nous jamais être aimés?

I think I like you
but not enough
we're individuals and very hard to touch

you suffer more than others
from what we're meant to be
none of those sunshine-lovers - like on TV
we're generation faith-departed
started to go down
unfinished unforesakeable upon [bad word] ground

if there's nothing that we're not allowed to say say say
- tell me why, pourquoi ne pouvons-nous jamais être aimés?

I think I like you
but not enough
we're individuals and very hard to touch

I think I like you
I think I like you
I think I like you very much
I think I like you
I think I like you
I think I like you
but not enough