I'll drag your lifeless body out of that burning house And in your pain you'll say to me that you didn't mind being doused Well if you've lost all feeling, you need to move around Let's take a walk to Melbourne and just crash on Pauly's lounge Don't cry Don't look behind Battling your memories is often half the fight I promise I don't own the kind of music that she likes We'll drink a lot of red wine and listen to The Smiths I'll lend you some sad albums for when you dwell on it Don't cry Don't look behind The hunger only eats you when someone takes the cake I wish you weren't compelled to keep on feeding my bellyache Don't cry Don't look behind