Living a life that I can't leave behind

Trying to decide what to do tonight is to me, like trying to decide which version of Bizarre Love Triangle I want to listen to.

Should I go dancing with the girls at Zouk, where I'll probably hear the New Order version at Mambo, get a bit high, and lose myself in the mass of similarly moving bodies?

Or have a quiet night, warm and snug with a good book, lost in a world created by similarly looking pages. Simple and uncomplicated, like Frente's version of the same song.

Every time I think of you
I get a shot right through into a bolt of blue
It's no problem of mine
But it's a problem I find
Living a life that I can't leave behind

There's no sense in telling me
The wisdom of a fool won't set you free
But that's the way that it goes
And it's what nobody knows
And everyday my confusion grows

Every time I see you falling
I get down on my knees and pray
I'm waiting for that final moment
You say the words that I can't say

I feel fine and I feel good
I feel like I never should
Whenever I get this way
I just don't know what to say
Why can't we be ourselves like we were yesterday

I'm not sure what this could mean
I don't think you're what you seem
I do admit to myself that if I hurt someone else
Then I'll never see just what we're meant to be



New Order | Bizarre Love Triangle



Frente! | Bizarre Love Triangle