Note on the door

I can see right through you,
you can see right through me.
We can be transparent together.

There's a car, in front of the house,
with a man just sitting about with a frown on his face,
he's folding up paper.

There's a note on the door,
and it's asking for more,
it's the same thing again,
again, and again, oh brother.
There were secrets he found,
when he fell to the ground.
The box disappeared,
`Don't you love me ?` he said.

And the moon, beats down on the floor.
And you shiver and pull up your coat,
and the city looks dead tonight, you tell me.
You reach up, pull down a star,
and punch out, cut open my head.
Then you smile,
and start singing your favourite song.

Transparent together,
you keep holding me up.
Transparent together,
you're always holding me up.
There's a note on the door,
and it's asking for more,
it's the same thing again,
again, and again, oh brother!
There were secrets he found,
when he fell to the ground.
The box disappeared,
`Don't you love me ?` he said.
`Don't you love me ?` he said.