She leaves his side, it's not her choice, the altercation's too slow
Daddy said she was a queen, now she needs lines to feel bold
Good friends she thought she had all gone, now it's up to you girl
You won't be spared, you won't obtain the fish, the hook, the scapegoat
Ah now, who's got your back now?
No one - you probably used everyone
How, now the need is proof that it's wrong
No one - the abusive touch hits everyone
Be my thirst - my cape and throne, my window
Pretend it - your saint and seed, your sorrow
Bow now, who's got your back now?
No one - you probably used everyone
How, will you scream 'till your lungs are left sore?
No one - the abusive touch hits everyone
Bow now, who's got your back now?
No one, no one, no one
How, will you scream 'till your lungs are sore?
No one, no one, no one
Meaning meet us face to face, the authors of the hook
Your head is bent, your head is low, now watch out where you go
Bow now, who's got your back now?
No one, no one, no one
How, will you scream 'till your lungs are left sore?
No one, no one, no one
No one, no one, no one
No one, no one
Effervescent pop without a drop of irony, perfectly geared for fans of the more dance-oriented side of indie music and Tears for Fears. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 2, 2023