Lucy Grace can't show her face down in the North End Road 

For in Belgravia 

Rumours have been whispered and suggestions have been made 

Did you sell your friends out when the heat got too intense? 

You say you like the danger but it's only a pretense 

You say you need the money 

When everybody knows you can always fall back on your inheritance 

Did you bruise your arms on those false alarms 

Did you bruise your pride on his smile so wide? 

Only fingertips from forbidden bliss 

Did you bruise your lips in this basement kiss? 



Who's that sneaking 'round the door? 

You can't come here no more 

Can't you go home again? 

She used to sit alone for hours 

Spend her evenings watering dried flowers 



When her mother came to stay and finally went to bed 

Lucy Grace was in the front room shooting through your head 

She tried to take your breath away and give you something else instead 



Next year she'll serve her function in that Audrey Hepburn hat 

It still won't suit her much but she'll get over that 

She'll be pale and feign indifference as they're handling out the prizes 

Spilling Daddy's pearls of wisdom 

And her ugly sister's tranquillizers 



Why were you so tardy putting up your guard? 

When you hurt so easily and you try so hard 

Did you bruise your arms on those false alarms 

Did you bruise your pride on his smile so wide? 

Only fingertips from forbidden bliss 

Did you bruise your lips in this basement kiss?