Fantômas

A thirty second story let down The window just don't close She says she's underdressed for summer She's colder than she looks Another night on tap She's fresh off of the screen A different face, a different voice in every scene The talkies got you down You loved the silent screen, but Breakfast at Tiffany's Is all she's ever seen Fantômas masks The obvious You're holding back Just the shadow of your past You taste her perfume in your bourbon Distills you back in time A thirty second second chance Don't get it right She shivers just for show Your blanket is her coat Shadow boxes on your walls To hide the cracks and holes Fall down and call you out You've got to let it go Fantômas masks The obvious You're looking back Out for something you can't have It's obvious No turning back Fantômas masks All these echoes from the past She wonders who you are But you don't know You hoped that she might tell you You wonder where she's gone She's not your rock She's not your rock Fantômas masks The obvious You're holding back Just a shadow of yourself It's obvious It's all you had Fantômas masks How you're shackled by the past