A Dance, A Bid, A Matinee
It's A Faint, A Brief, Affinity
It's A Touch, When It Shouldn't Be
But It's All Right
And It's A Step But You're Too Quick To Fall
Now A Crash But It's Just Physical
Not A Point, 'cept It's Natural
But It's All Right

Uh-uh

There's No Burden That Will Agonize You
A Worry That Will Weigh You Down
Not The Memories That Hypnotize You
You Won't Turn Around

You Can't Love Me (x4)

A Regret, It's Undetectable
It's A Shy Display, Nonemotional
It's A Siren, Barely Audible
But It's All Right

And It's An Angle Of The Paradigm
It's A Cold Box Of Cheap Red Wine
It's The Thought That Gets Lost In Time
But It's All Right

Uh-uh

There's No Burden That Will Agonize You
A Worry That Will Weigh You Down
Not The Memories That Hypnotize You
You Won't Turn Around

You Can't Love Me (x4)

It's A Shade Of What It Could Not Be (x3)
It's A Shade, A Shade

There's No Burden That Will Agonize You
A Worry That Will Weigh You Down
Not The Memories That Hypnotize You
You Won't Turn Around

You Can't Love Me (x4)