i get home from work and
you're still standing in your dressing
gown
well what am i to do?
i know all the things around your head
and what they do to you.
what are [bad word] to?
what are we gonna do?
blame it on the black star
blame it on the falling sky
blame it on the satellite that beams me home.

the troubled words of a troubled mind i try to understand
what is eating you.
i try to stay awake but its 58hrs since that i last slept with
you.
what are [bad word] to?
what are we gonna do?
blame it on the black star
blame it on the falling sky
blame it on the satellite that beams me home.

i get on the train and I just stand about now that i don't think
of you.
i keep falling over i keep passing out
when i see a face like you.
what am [bad word] to?
i just don't know anymore