IN THE WELL OF LOST CAUSES 

All this stuff I whisper, I guess you've heard it all before, 
Pour me a whiskey and soda though and I'll whisper some more. 
There's an accordion player squeezing polkas in a bar up the street, 
But I'm staying here, gonna whisper my stuff in time with your heartbeat 
And watch the last few stars dissolve as dawn breaks so suddenly, 
Like those stars, dissolve for me.... 
You told me Rudolph Valentino ain't got nothing on me, 
You know how much I like it when you lie to me.... 
Tomorrow we'll dream of places we'll never see, watching the vapour trails, 
Here where the days pile up like so many coffin-nails.... 
It's like the past is some paradise we somehow left behind, 
You don't even have to love me, I don't mind.... 
I dreamed I was famous, my face was on TV, people shook my hand in clubs and bars, 
Oh wouldn't you like to be me? 
Wouldn't you like to be me? 
Wouldn't you like to be me?....