Welcome the young detective in the rain
His jacket is crying suede it's so sentimental
It's been sobbing all night
He follows your dance, heavy metal
You're purring around, turning him down
Like you're used to it
I can hardly stand it
Why not just drag it onto the street
And shoot the damned video already?
All of your heartache and sorrow
Is such a typical pill to swallow
Who's peeking through your window with honeycomb eyes?
But you never stand as tall when your naked
Wildly you explain
Your ass to your forehead
Yeah you're so sorry
He takes off your 9-5 jacket
And packs it away for the spring
Oh honey could you hold on
While I look up the name of the restaurant?
All of your heartache and sorrow
Live tonight at the Apollo
But it's not 1934
You're not Ella Fitzgerald
Yeah all of your heartache and sorrow
Can be a tricky little act to follow
You go slouching towards East Hastings with Ableton Live and I'm left... breathless
So goodbye Norma Jean
On the bus into town
Thinking about the farm
As it burns down to the ground
All of this heartache and sorrow
Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow
Will be waiting for you with a bad tattoo of the past
