Lit up all the matches Peek inside the room Fortune tellers in there Sleeping with the moon Missed the bad advice Could be right Between you and me If you've gone away Who will make Trouble for the rest of us? Fate's a bitter lady Beat us to a pulp I am sure she means well She's just a little dull To have stayed alive Interwined Between punch and dream If you've gone away Who will make Trouble for the rest of us? Like a machine Rumbling Humming through your heart