It's just a trick of the light.
It's just a little illusion.
Take a measure of spite,
Add a little confusion.
Looking back;
Looking back, darling, I can
see your point of view.
Looking back;
Looking back, darling, see
your memory cutting in on you.
Back with a vengeance;
Back to break your heart again.
Back with a vengeance,
Back to break your heart.
Now the secret you're keeping
Is so well understood.
Feel your past come creeping.
You know you'd change it if
you could.
Looking back;
Looking back, darling, I can
see your point of view.
Looking back;
Looking back, darling, feel
your memory crowding in on you.
Back with a vengeance;
Back to break your heart again.
Back with a vengeance,
Back to break your heart.
(guitar solo)
When it hits the fan,
All the alibis wear thin.
When your fur starts flying,
Ah that's when the fun begins.
Looking back;
Looking back, darling, I can
see your point of view.
Looking back;
Looking back, darling, see
your memory come screaming through.
Back with a vengeance;
Back to break your heart again.
Back with a vengeance;
Back to break your heart.
Back with a vengeance;
Back to break your heart again.
I'm back with a vengeance,
Back to break your heart.
Marco Giunco |
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