The Apartment Testo

the floors are filthy,cluttered cupboards and covered numbers
sent away by mail...
love leaves a paper trail.
stand in the kitchen, stare through the tile,
ignoring the glances, the dishes are spotless.
same money... new problems,
it never matters where we are,
so shut your eyes, cause everything's more beautiful in the dark.
retain contact through tension, affirm feeling by mail,
communicate by laundry, the tv does the talking.
same problems with new money,
it doesn't matter where we are,
so shut your eyes, cause everything's more beautiful in the dark.
avoid contact, we might have to admit how deep we are,
just shut your eyes cause love only exists somewhere in the dark.
same money... new problems,
it never matters where we are,
so shut your eyes, cause everything's more beautiful in the dark.
we won't last here in this past year wondering where we are.
so shut your eyes and come find me somewhere in the dark.