Ten men in trial of love succeed
I'm sick of hearing damning words of you
I'd rather have you smile than have you fall
And you can turn it on and play
You said, I'm you, digging a home
Wasting things we shared or thought we had
And I'm too proud to sit here, chasing time
N matter where you go
Though you've been caught
All those in Arthur Street will walk free
Come cursing through my head
How it was, never been this sure
There's always tomorrow
Take it from where you want to grow
Truth is you left a long time ago
And I'm too proud to sit here saying everything is
At anything you ever wanted to
But you can turn it on and play the innocent
'Cause you're not dull and I'm not strong enough
