Devotchka

There is no moon reflecting in your eyes
no romantic midnight skies
no motive to disguise
It's not your man that you're dreaming of
your heart couldn't care enough
you're too tired to be in love
You want to know, what's that god awful sound
something's dragging on the ground
the machine is breaking down
and you never asked for more than you deserved
no shallow poetic words
from a song you've never heard