Where Have Those Hands Been The Paper Chase

[He said]
Mary Lou, Mary Lou
"This one's for you, and I know you"
I know I said "until the four walls, they fall in,"
But since the knee caps have caved in
[I guess it's] "the way it was before
The way it was before"

(No one knows anyone)
"Pretty please, I got to do it, God," I said
"I got the arm, I got the rocket
I wasn't born to be some saint
No, I could rather do what you can't"

And so you snapped your legs on skates
I see you writhe on the bedroom floor
I feel the dirty in every place
A certain light, on the certain face
The way it was before
The way it was before
The way it was before

On and on and on and on and on and on
On and on and on...
I'll have to hide those kitchen knives