I recall the night I found you lying on the floor
A box of pills beside your head and a note under the door

You're good at what you're doing, but what you do ain't good
Your hair's a mess you've torn your dress, the scourge of the
neighbourhood

Close my eyes ... See the future in black and white
No more lies ... Life is easy with second sight.

Yesterday I saw you drinking whisky at the bar
Then you took a walk across the street to the back seat of his car

You're good at what you're doing, but what you do ain't good
You paid the price for selling vice now you don't look so good.

Close my eyes ... See the future in black and white
No more lies ... Life is easy with second sight.

Standing on the corner with your suitcase in your hand
Has helped to make you what you are helped you understand

You're good at what you're doing, but what you do ain't good
You've turned around now you have found money can't buy you love.

Close my eyes ... See the future in black and white
No more lies ... Life is easy with second sight.

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