Ca**andra, keep it down,
I don't think they can hear you now
Don't think they heard you first time round
No they can't hear you, no Ca**andra
Ca**andra, it won't make sense
Not if you think and think again
Although they do say life is forgiving
And ends are partnered with beginnings
And daily, you saw it come
And you gave warning, but couldn't run
And so you watched 'til it was broken
And knew that foresight delays no motion
I know it's awful, I know it's bruising
I know you can't see past the conclusion
But still the world turns upon its axis
And we make circles, so we can match it
And read our lines, though we've had no practice.
Ca**andra, keep it down
I don't think they can hear you now
Don't think they hear you first time round
No they can't hear you, there's no answer
And maybe, there's something great
That gives us meaning, if we wait
But still I'm human, and broken hearted,
to see your sundress, and your sungla**es
And hear your question, and how you ask it
"What use is love, if it always pa**es?"
"What use is love, if it always pa**es?"
And though they do say life is forgiving
What use is life to those who aren't living?
And though they do say life is forgiving
What use is life to those who aren't living?