Tape Machine

Thin and white and kinky hair

A shadow climbing up the wall

Your letter lying near the phone

With honors for the patient one

I know your dark side is stronger than you think

You always were underneath

Was this trouble your nature?

Why can't you shake it?

Even like this

Was this trouble your nature?

Why can't you say it?

Even like this

I don't know why

I don't know why

They always have so much to say

And no one there who cared to hear

I know your darkness better than you think

Why all your lovers falling on their knees

And all their hearts exploding underneath

You always were good to me

Was this trouble your nature?

Why can't you shake it?

Even like this

Was this trouble your nature?

Why can't you say it?

Even like this

Ah, ooh, ah

Ah, ooh, ah

Ah, ooh, ah

Ah, ooh, ah

Ah, ooh, ah

Ah, ooh, ah

Ah, ooh, ah

Ah, ooh, ah