You opened the door and in came the night Curled "˜round a woman and turned out the light But it's too late to go back now
Proud as a lion of you new obsession Tongue of a liar, little recollection And there's no use in keeping score Cause no one plays fair anymore
And the voices trailing doubt
Gave all the right answers to all the wrong questions And you burned a few bridges when the raised objections And I probably shouldn't think out loud But it's too late to take it back now
And the voices trailing doubt
And the voices trailing doubt The voices trailing doubt