Unsentimental Traveling around Sure of myself Sure of it now You were standing there so close to me Like the future was supposed to be In the aisles of the grocery And the blocks uptown I remember, remember it well But if I'd forgotten, could you tell? In the shadow of your first attack I was questioning and looking back You said: Baby, we don't speak of that Like a real aristocrat Compound to compound Lazy and safe Wanted to leave it Wanted to wait When the taxi door was open wide I pretended I was horrified By the uniform and gloves outside Of the courtyard gate You're not a victim, but neither am I Nostalgic for garbage Desperate for time I could blame it on your mother's hair Or the colors that your father wears But I know that I was never fair You were always fine Unsentimental Traveling around Sure of myself Sure of it now You were standing there so close to me Like the future was supposed to be In the aisles of the grocery And the blocks uptown I remember, remember it well And if I'd forgotten, could you tell? In the shadow of your first attack I was questioning and looking back You were standing on another track Like a real aristocrat