As It Is When it Was

I've kept my head against the wall I've been this way for so long now You weren't exactly falling over yourself When last I saw you Well, I always thought We'd get along like a house on fire Until you told me that I'd have to go How can someone like you, work that slow? (Whoo!) Whatever you think of me (whatever you think of me) You listen hard and I will make you see (whoo!) Whatever you think of me (whatever you think of me) You listen hard and I will make you see I don't feel anything no more This state of grace is consuming me I'm not grown-up and I am not a boy I feel no pain and I feel no joy Well, I always thought We'd get along like a house on fire In those days when the sun was warm I ran in the street where I was born Whatever you think of me (whatever you think of me) You listen hard and I will make you see Whatever you think of me You listen hard and I will make you see The streets are so empty at this time of night I'd rather walk on my own than fight In a world where I'd forgotten you I found myself forgotten too That's the danger of believing books And all the lies of those thieves and crooks We sing intellectual songs of love From a stolen pen to a velvet glove