Your lips are darker than before 

and the bags under your eyes are blacker than they were 

and there's something different about your skin 

and nobody knows how you got home last night 



Your lips are darker than before 

and the bags under your eyes are blacker than they were 

and there's something different about your skin 

and nobody knows how you got home last night 



Your bones are making me feel weary 

and when you speak I can't hear a word that you say 



Your bones are making me feel weary 

and when you speak I can't hear a word that you say 



And nobody knows how you got home last night 

And still no one knows how you got home last night 



There were three old dances we could dance maybe 

Three old songs that we could sing maybe 

everything could be alright 

But I keep tripping up the steps 

and there's some words I just forget 

and the tunes are fuzzy in my mind 

and nobody knows how you got home last night 

still nobody knows how you got home 



and my brain hurts, and my shoulders ache and I, I'm not sure if my heart can take, 

and my brain hurts, and my shoulders ache and I have never felt this kind of pain. 

and my brain hurts, and my shoulders ache and I think my heart's about to break. 



and nobody knows how you got home last night 

still no one knows how you got home last night