disappearing act

You do your disappearing act
You do your disappearing act
Silence, I know I could get used to this
Cunning, your sin is something Im not gonna miss
Exile, its a small price to pay for bliss
Alone, like the painters dog without a bone
When theres only one thing you need to own
And that is hunger, hunger itself
I know youre (missing)
Your ( missing) is ripped and it is torn to shreds
From all the lovers taken to your beds
Theyre empty now
And you think that you can love
And you think that you can love
And you think that you can love someone in to love
You do your disappearing act
You do your disappearing act
Jealousy, its not what its cracked up to be
Envy, gets you where you need to be
Alone, rather the river than your stepping stones
Leave the graveyard before you turn to bones
Im tragic, youre comedy
Oh, baby doll, the dogs are barking, they need to be fed
All the lepers you let in your head - is it empty now?
Cause you think that can love
And you think that you can love
And you think that you can love someone into love
You do your disappearing act
You do your disappearing act