Speak With Frankness Forbidden Territory I Can't Face The Day Love is Crucial But Money, That's Everything Where Is She Now This Wonderful Life This Is The Way Love Streams In Siege of Robert Mitchum Ten Very Sad Songs

I'm not a wonderful person
I'm envious, full of hurt and disdain
This was a dirty deal from the beginning
This isn't trouble it's something else again
And in the wee small hours
When I have trouble falling asleep
And in the wee small hours
With your deepest secret

Chorus:
Speak with frankness 
Some tenderness
Nothing less
Speak with frankness
Some tenderness
Nothing less

Well Frank Sinatra was stepping off an airplane
And frankly he was attracted to what he saw
Three girls having fun at a counter
Over by the exit door
One was a natural blonde
The other two were brunettes in blue
Frank said people ask me such strange questions
That I don't know the answers to

Tell me that story again
Only this time tell it right
I'd ran as fast as I could
I'd run right through the night
And if death stood before me
Just between you and I
And he said you're a danger to yourself
Some people have a gift
You won't even try

Would you please get out
I've been thinking about this mess
Find me
Find my American Express

Bridge:
I'm sorry
But this is forbidden territory
I'm sorry
But this is forbidden territory

You could be so delightful
Why did you go away with him
You made me use words that I don't understand
I don't understand anything

Chorus:
Forbidden territory
Forbidden
Forbidden territory
Forbidden

Nothing that I say
Will make any difference to you
No I don't want to learn anything new

I walked you to your door
You started to cry
I thought of phones ringing all over town
Nobody answering them, I used to wonder why
There is no logic
It doesn't matter
Mostly it's just caprice
It's just a whim, it means nothing

Chorus:
I can't face the day
I can't face the day
I can't face the day

I had a dream last night
Tell me what good does it do
Mostly we just make ourselves up
Then we colour it in black, grey and blue
This life is recommended
That's how I feel about it
You opened up my eyes
My gratitude is an endless pit

Would you like a souvenir
Take my heart in your hands
Smash it against the wall
You won't ever understand at all

Chorus:
Push me to the brink
I'm a pushover I think
All your amorous conquests
Do they all end up like this?
  Love is crucial but money, that's everything
  Love is crucial but money, that's everything

Telephone me from time to time
When you're distracted something's on your mind
Save your breath save your money
I stopped laughing, I don't think it's funny

I kept my eye on her
The way she waded into the water
Baby it was cold out there
But she didn't seem to care
It was a hot night
Had a miserable time
A miracle happened, water changed to wine
Where is she, where is she now?

I was between here and some other place
I was thinking of some other face
We went to the edge, then turned our back
I left her standing there in the black
Where is she, where is she now?

Everybody wants to use your time
I got an idea
A stupid big idea
I love you
Where is she, where is she now?

Well she left, just cut out for someplace else
I'd have done the same, the same thing myself
Show me what she saw, I want to see it too
I could tell from her eyes there was nothing I could do
But where is she, where is she now?

Everybody wants to use your time
I got an idea
A stupid big idea
I love you
Where is she, where is she now?

Don't give up this ship, it's only temporary
A temporary king, a pocketful of miracles
It's bad psychology, came saw and conquered me
It's a black alibi, for days go by
It's curiosity

Chorus:
Wonderful life
Oh this wonderful life
Wonderful life
Oh this wonderful life
Wonderful life

Oh this night flight, pick up your tainted possessions
Kiss tomorrow, kiss me immediately
I need a kiss, an accomplice
Oh sleepless nights, follow me
Ever so softly

All I know is what I read in newspapers
You don't know a thing about me
Does your Daddy let you stay out as late as this
In a state of intoxication, new sensations

We had a good thing going
Now we don't talk about it anymore
I needed time to think
I travel light
Take out my notebook and I write

Chorus:
This is the way
It was meant to be
This is the way
It was meant to be

I want you to teach me how to drive
I see you clutch the steering wheel
Everything takes time
You're a sleeping volcano
That's half your appeal

The first night back I got scared
When I saw you crying
You murmured I've seen a thing or two
Have you been faithful are you lying
Do you believe that love's a stream
That goes on forever
Yes I believe that between us there's a thread impossible to sever

It's a sin to tell a story
Or is that a lie
There's a thousand ways get mixed up
If you really try
And if you don't relax we collapse
Your world just turns black
You've lost something
That you never ever can get back

This is our love streams
This is how love screams

You said that I was capable of any treachery
That our love was too valuable
You didn't have that kind of money
My hand felt her hair on the pillow
My love deepened, it sweetened and refused to let go

Red red wine
Makes me feel resigned
Red red wine
Makes me feel resigned

You said that I looked younger
At a distance
Than I did at close range
So I did a bad thing
You knew all along I wouldn't change
I couldn't change

Chorus:
In siege of Robert Mitchum
I just think they're dumb
In siege of Robert Mitchum
It sure beats working

There was no hour
Of the day when I didn't think of you
I said well you don't trust me
You said no but I'd like to
I'd like to

I was disheartened but I expected that and more
Tears were streaming from our eyes
Like we'd never cried before
Found a pay telephone 
That wasn't in disrepair
You never know how bad it can get 'til suddenly
You are there

Notes:

• "it sure beats working" - when asked what he thought of acting, this was Robert Mitchum's reply

I'm dumb, I'm drunk yeah I must be
I forgot that you were listening to me
Is that all that's bothering you
Everything has side effects
Everything eventually
I was wishing I looked more like
John Cassavetes

Ten very sad songs (ten very sad songs)
Ten very sad songs (ten very sad songs)

Something's wrong you can't dismiss love
Kick it in the pants and give it a shove
I want to know the worst
Everytime I pass a gas station
Or pick up a crayon
I see you in polyester and rayon

Ten very sad songs (ten very sad songs)
Ten very sad songs (ten very sad songs)

Oh when the radio comes on
They'll be playing ten very sad songs