I noticed you first when I came into the party
And I wanna know if you are here with somebody
And if you are not would you like to be here with me

Because I have never talked like this with anybody
And that is really amazing because
God knows that before I turned fifteen I fucked everybody

What's that?
Oh, I see
What a pity
What a terrible shame
And disappointment for me

I will not allow myself to be surprised
Because this is the thing that I have come to realize
There are no kind faces
There are no kind faces
No kind faces

I cannot change anything or anybody
I can only force them to see what they are missing
I tell this to myself until I am blue in the face
And then we walk a pale blue mile
To the end of the scene
Remarking on the distance of our journey
And bathing ourselves in the mystery
Of what could happen if we were to let it
But I do not hate myself enough to ask
I do not hate myself enough to ask

There are no kind faces
No kind faces