Dressed up for the evening
Shadows on my floor
You say ‘I’m tired of grieving,
What’s it all for?
What’s it all for?’
With your eyes on the door
You’re a stranger to me
And I’m second to your needs
But I can’t stop checking up on you
So I ask again
‘Where does your love go?
Where does your love go?
‘Cause you never let it show
Where does your love go?’
And I know, I know, I know
We’ve no minds for the weekend
But what a day to leave
I know you’re tired of speaking
But what about me?
What about all my greed?
This happens every time
And there’s a version of me
That’s ready to bleed
So armour up, armour up, armour up
‘Cause I’m not done yet
Checking up on you
So I ask again
‘Where does your love go?
Where does your love go?
‘Cause you never let it show
Where does your love go?’
You say ‘I should be leaving,
I can’t stand this anymore
I needn’t be reeling
Maybe this is how it is’
And I don’t fight it
I just leave it
