Will you recognise me? If our blue and brown eyes meet in the crowd Psycho-analyse me Are we happy in this clean empty house? Oh I've fallen enough for these knees to give in And your brown paper packages I tied up with string They surround me I still haven't found me And I've stalled for too long, now I'm somebody new Keep on wearing me down until my cheeks are all blue From the night cold Our limbs in a tight hold There's a new scent on your sweater But the less I know the better You know it terrifies me Are we missing out on something more? And all the nights you don't sleep In your room on the second floor Oh I've sat here enough to count cracks in the walls I've been walking through spiderwebs Missing your calls and your frown lines I still haven't found time to breathe Now you live for rainy weather But the less I know the better There's a chance I won't forget her So the less I know the better