Your Haunted Head - Concrete Blonde

Blackest eyes I’ve ever seen like moonstones shine

And all the while behind the dancing eyes the boy was crying

He creeps like ivy on the stairs, you know I liked him then

When we would sit and drink for hours and watch the sidewalk spin

Well baby, I don’t wanna hear your secrets

I don’t share your pain

I don’t wanna know about the wrinkles in your bed

I don’t wanna hear about the ghost inside your haunted head

Inside your haunted head

Now, I don’t need your tragedy and I don’t need your shame

You can’t keep your promises, but you keep naming names

He laid his troubles out to me like a deck of playing cards

Well don’t you know that I can tell the Kings and Jokers well apart?

Now, I don’t wanna hear your secrets, I don’t share your blame

I don’t wanna hear about the wrinkles in your bed

I don’t wanna hear about the ghost inside your haunted head

Inside your haunted head!

Haunted

Head