Read My Lips
You can read my lips but it's a language you don't speak
I try to talk in plain English but it comes out in Greek
Doesn't sound any clearer with my hand to your cheek
You're in the next room it could be the next state
Sorry if I'm up a little late
Nothing could be worth the wait
I miss you when you're gone I miss you worse when you're here
Nothing left around but the papers and the fear
It's no way to live but it's a career