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 and 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

Remembered all the things you'd say

How your promises went hollow, as you threw me to the ground

And if you're ever around in the backstreets 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, and 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

Pierrot the Clow