Why did you let me run
When you knew I´d fall for the gaping hole
Where your heart should be
Liar-couldn´t cut me deeper with a knife if you tried
Just take a look (before you run off and hide)
At your victim
arise

Clouds on you shoulder
Aren´t they grazed by the afterglow
How quiet they gather
When the storm is about to blow

No don´t look away
Caught in the crossfire
And it ain´t no wind of change
I´m talking of crime and passion´s rage

Summer of madness or the undertow
Dragged me up an alley for the blossoming fire
On a stranger´s smile
Bride of wire-how disguise so easily cracked
Saw your heart turn spade
This orchid´s turned to black

Graze on your shoulder
Like the clouds in the afterglow
How quiet they gather
When the storm is about to blow

No don´t look away
Caught in the crossfire
And it ain´t no wind of change
I´m talking of crime and passion´s rage

Way down by the shoulder
In the haze of the afterglow
Stranded together
And the storm is about to blow

No don´t look away
Caught in the crossfire
And it ain´t no wind of change
I´m talking of crime and passion´s rage