| I can read the warning signs |
| There’s no hunger in your eyes |
| Like a stranger makin' love |
| It’s not me you’re dreamin' of |
| It’s written on your face |
| It’s tied up in your body language |
| Your sentences are broke |
| Don’t answer when you’re spoken to |
| Peculiar strain in your voice |
| It’s not ringin' true |
| Holdin' a secret for ransom |
| Underneath your disguise |
| (You're unravelling right before my eyes) |
| And I can taste it on your lips |
| You’ve betrayed me with a Judas' kiss |
| Love’s no longer runnin' through my veins |
| Your temperature’s falling again |
| (I can read the warning signs) |
| There’s no hunger in your eyes yeah |
| (Ice-cold hands upon my skin) |
| No fire burnin' from within |
| (Like a stranger makin' love) |
| No desire runnin' through your veins |
| (It's not me you’re dreamin' of) |
| I wanna know her name |
| Don’t discard me like a magazine on a shelf |
| Don’t flatter me with words |
| You’d rather say to someone else |
| Don’t bury me alive |
| Don’t sentence me for life |
| (I'm unravelling right before your eyes) |
| And I can taste her on your lips |
| You’ve betrayed me with a Judas' kiss |
| Your love’s no longer runnin' through my veins |
| Your temperature’s falling again |
| It’s written on your face |
| It’s tied up in your body language |
| (I can read the warning signs) |
| There’s no hunger in your eyes |
| (Ice-cold hands upon my skin) |
| No fire burnin' from within |
| (Like a stranger makin' love) |
| No desire runnin' through your veins |
| (It's not me you’re dreamin' of) |
| I wanna know her name |
| I can taste it on your lips |
| Betrayed me with a Judas' kiss |
| I can read, I can read the warning signs |
| Ice-cold hands |
| Ice-cold hands upon my skin |
| (All tied up) |
| All tied up in your body language |
| I can read the warning signs |
| Warning signs |