Brett Anderson - Clowns

Take a look at us
Hate where there was lust
That dripped like honey
But lust don't mean a thing
When all we do is shout and scream
It's almost funny

We're like clowns
Tumbled into town now
Love is on its way down now
It's such a lonely sound

Mouths that once exchanged
Kisses in the rain
Are full of pain now
It all seems so absurd
When every sentence and every word
Is so painful

We're like clowns
Tumbled into town now
Love is on its way down now
It's such a lonely sound
We're just clowns
Faces with painted frowns now
Love is on its way down now
We are only
We are only clowns
We're just clowns
Tumbling into town now
Sat on a merry-go-round now
Such a lonely sound
Clowns, faces with painted frowns now
Love is on its way down now
It's such a lonely sound
Such a lonely sound
Such a lonely sound
Such a lonely sound
Such a lonely sound