With You

(álbum: The Bells - 1979)

With you, life moves so fast
with you, everything's a mess
Slow down

Don't you think you could be less capricious
I'm not you, I don't have no death wish
Slow down
slow down

With you, there is no denying
it's you, not my lack of trying
With you, everybody's lying
it's you, it's not me who's crying
Crying, crying
crying, crying

With you, stay and hold tightly from the streets
with you, every friend's a possible beat
Slow down
slow down

With you, it's a foregone conclusion
with you, envy, it's all a delusion
With you, I can have no illusions
it's you, who has the contusions
Crying, crying
crying, crying

With you, everyone's a sucker
with you, it's fuckee or fucker
Slow down
slow down

With you, life is just a scramble
with you, every day is a gamble
With you, I can't forget life barely
with you, playing the Virgin Mary
And your crying, crying
crying, crying
Crying, crying