Round and round [bad word] fly
Your promises were just a lie
The handshake made you shiver
that I could tell clearly I was standing right behind you

Today it all went up into the blue
Not quite far enough
You promised us the moon

Suddenly it became absolutely evident
mocking bird, a pointed grin
The masquerade was growing thin
The laugh is always on the loser

Today it all went up into the blue
Not quite far enough
You promised us the moon

Hence with you away, your sun has set
Pack your things and beings, and never [bad word] back
Hence with you away, your sun has set
Pack your things and beings
You promised something you simply could not keep

(Um.. I'm disputed. Midnight grief, I know you cannot sleep either.
All the fear of waking up. Dread it.)

Today all naked variety in system played, here to me.
This masquerade was wearing thin and left but scars on jaded skin

Today it all went up into the blue
Not quite far enough
You promised us the moon

Hence with you away, your sun has set
Pack your things and beings, and never [bad word] back
Godspeed to the con man
Farewell!
Don't think we will beckon
You promised something you could not keep.

Hence with you away, your sun has set
Pack your things and beings, and never [bad word] back
Godspeed to the con man
Farewell!
Don't think we will beckon
You promised something you could not keep.