Under the light of the TV
But all you could write were apologies
I tried to send you a postcard
Shook their dark tambourines
With stars up above
Clouds down below
Meanwhile all of fashion's latest
Frosted glass, metallic gleam
Making love on the carpet
With clouds up above
Killing time but it won't stand still
It was underneath London bridge
I told you don't pull that shit on me
Outside the sour moon minstrels
So out the Columbia hotel window
It won't stand still
It won't stand still
I thanked you for being honest
All these new non-places
Were nipping at the heels of history
And stars down below
We try so hard
A promise I can't keep
We try so hard
Killing time but it won't stand still
We try so hard to love
They erase your memory
Well, window light menacing
We try so hard to love
I finally realized what you mean
The morning came in sinister
I threw my heart into the streets
We try so hard
I told you I'll never make a promise
These are the hangover days
We try so hard
