Pierrot The Clown

Leave me dreaming on the bed See you right back here tomorrow for the next round Keep this scene inside your head As the bruises turn to yellow The swelling goes down And if you're ever around In the city or the suburbs of this town Be sure to come around I'll be wallowing in sorrow, wearing a frown Like Pierrot the Clown Saw you crashing 'round the bay Never seen you act so shallow or look so brown Remember all the things you'd say How your promises rang hollow As you threw me to the ground And if you're ever around In the back streets or the alleys of this town Be sure to come around I'll be wallowing in pity, wearing a frown Like Pierrot the Clown When I dream, I dream of your lips When I dream, I dream of your kiss When I dream, I dream of your fists Your fists, your fists Leave me bleeding on the bed See you right back, here, tomorrow for the next round Keep this scene inside your head As the bruises turn to yellow The swelling goes down And if you're ever around In the city or the suburbs of this town Be sure to come around I'll be wallowing in sorrow, wearing a frown Like Pierrot the Clown Like Pierrot the Clown Like Pierrot the Clown Like Pierrot the Clown Like Pierrot the Clown