Parenthetical Girls Follow

Under a sky of patent leather
Together for one last night
And when it's time just remember
That these were your reasons why
Slap on the wrist
There are fates worst than this
Though none that spring to mind
If you close your eyes
And think it over
It's better we said goodbye

And let's not talk of love
Exhausted by the thought
As if love was enough
Enough

I held my breath
You held my interest
Mysterious marks round my chest
And when it comes
I will miss this
From navel to neck
I purse my lips
You kept my secrets
Enough hope to hang us both with
And in the end we begged forgiveness
And they left us for dead

So let's not speak of love
Or make believe we're more than the parts of the sum
The sum

Dearly departed look what we've started
Let it go
They looked at you sideways
Always the bridesmaids
Let it go
Who wronged who the wrong way
Who fell in the first place
Let it go
Who paid for the privilege
And who fell to pieces
Let it go

And let's not talk of love exhausted
By the thought wasn't love enough
Enough