Blackest eyes I've ever seen like moonstones shine
And all the while behind the dancing eyes the boy was crying
He creeps like ivy on the stairs, you know I liked him then
When we would sit and drink for hours and watch the sidewalk spin
Well baby, I don't wanna hear your secrets, I don't share your pain
I don't wanna know about the wrinkles in your bed
I don't wanna hear about the ghost inside your haunted head
Inside your haunted head
Now, I don't need your tragedy and I don't need your shame
You can't keep your promises but you keep naming names
He laid his troubles out to me like a deck of playing cards
Well don't you know that I can tell the kings and jokers well apart?
Now, I don't wanna hear your secrets, I don't share your blame
I don't wanna hear about the wrinkles in your bed
I don't wanna hear about the ghost inside your haunted head
Inside your haunted head
Haunted, head
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- Bloodletting
- Concrete Blonde
- Miscellaneous
- Mexican Moon
- Classic Masters
- Free
- Still In Hollywood
- Non-Album Releases
- Bloodletting - 20th Anniversary Edition (Remastered)
- The Essential Concrete Blonde
- Group Therapy
- Recollection
- Recollection - The Best Of
- Bloodletting (The Vampire Song)
- Complete Nineties
- Festival Hits - Rock
- Classic Masters: Concrete Blonde
- Live in Brazil
- 1991: The Gun Hits
- The Essential