The Fall - Carl Barat

Somewhere in the North, amid the drunken hunting ground

Upon a sticky nightclub floor, a wilting rose I found

I snatched her from the clutches of an evil smelling bore

I said, «I think it’s over now», she said, «I'm not so sure»

We quickstepped into love like Fred and Ginger in a trance

At all the most exclusive balls, always too drunk to dance

The snakes and devils of our past were scrupulously ignored

I said, «I think it’s over now», she said, «I'm not so sure»

The windswept kisses on the dunes, the only ships at sea

Around the Cape of Vain Hope, the gods smiled on her and me

«If you’re reading this, you’ve come too far,» the sign read on the door

I said, «I think it’s over now», she said, «I'm not so sure»

To save us from ourselves, we turned our fury on each other

She’d crucify my confidence, I’d hog the duvet cover

We’d tighten up the thumbscrews and still scream out for more

I said, «I think it’s over now», she said, «I'm not so sure»

We followed every line to where the end always begins

Presented our credentials and they gladly let us in

We washed in filthy sin, and we grew rotten to the core

I said, «I think it’s over now», she said, «I'm not so sure»

Our merry dance was over, every shred of love was gone

Everything that once seemed right, turned out to be so wrong

I woke up on the sofa, found her suitcase in the hall

She said, «I think it’s over now», I said nothing at all