Face to the Wall

Was I farther from your conscience standing face to the wall I suspected there was something that you weren't telling me And last night I learned the reason for it all I was looking through your window saw you kissing someone else You reached up and turned my picture slowly face to the wall Face to the wall so you wouldn't have to see anything at all to make you think of me Did the cheapness of the moment make you feel ashamed and small Was I farther from your conscience standing face to the wall Alone out in the darkness were the eyes that worshiped you As you cheated me I watched my idle fall With your arms around another and his lips where mine should be Then I saw you turned my picture slowly face to the wall Face to the wall...