I'm prone to hunger You're prone to leaving Escaping nothing While getting nowhere Your constant running My constant wanting Achieving nothing By being nothing Will you come my way? Will I come yours? Now you love me Now you don't Will you come round? Will I go down? Now you love me Now you don't By suppressing hope By suppressing truth I remain in tune With this song we're singing For all I know It's the end of me Am I for or against? I can't trust myself Will you come my way? Will I come yours? Now you love me Now you don't Will you come round? Will I go down? Now you love me Now you don't