You can cry by my window
You can crawl on the floor
You can scream if you want to
But I won't unlock the door

You can sleep in bus shelters
You can sleep in the park
But I'll rip up the trees
Until you tear yourself apart

But I don't love you
No I don't love you
Do you dream?

Back to surveillance
Open eyes and wash out 'tear'
A sign that says 'no exit'
And 'no-one can save you here'

I could talk about my programme
Where everything is white
I could specialise in pictures
Where nothing's ever right

But I don't love you
No I don't love you
Do you dream?

To be continued...