My Chicane - Clan Of Xymox

Listen girl you’ve been so good

I don’t want to sound too rude

But I am not falling into you, to see it through

I don’t want to be this way

But I can no longer stay

Don’t give me that cynic’s look

And judge the cover of this book

Like I mistook my Chicane, my chicane, nice you came

I don’t know what’s in your head

Why don’t you tell me instead

I don’t want obituaries or talk about

The birds and bees

My Chicane, no name, my chicane

You claim my name chicane

Chicane, chicane, chicane

Since you really want to know

I really hate to let you go

Since I really cannot show

You ask me you need to know

Where to go, where to go

My Chicane, nice you came, my chicane

Nice you came, chicane