In an anonymous rendezvous    Where the forbidden lovers repair    They're burning down another damn candle    They're melting the tables and chairs    Beneath them applause from the balcony    whenever they accomplished making love    Other times they thought they heard laughter    Coming from the balcony above       She lies to his right and she carelessly recites    All of her brand new appetites    She seems brittle and small, it don't sound like her at all    Since she came back to him after the fall       She said "You never visit the countryside"    "So I've made you a country to order"    She put up a little tent in the bedroom    Crickets played on a tape-recorder    The ceiling was festooned with phosphorous stars    She noticed his skin turning cold    Burning all his clothes on the bonfire    "Relax" she whispered and tightened the blindfold       She lies to his right and she carelessly recites    All of her brand new appetites    She seems brittle and small, it don't sound like her at all    Since she came back to him after the fall       You've changed but not for the better babe    I'd tell you why but what's the use    'Cos it's the same kind of pity    A drunkard gives as his excuse    You were sharp and ideal as a bobby pin    Now your eyes are deserted and quiet    We both look like those poor shattered mannequins    Thrown through the window in the riot       She lies in his arms and without any qualms    Revels in shallow delights    She seems brittle and small, it don't sound like her at all    Since she came back to him after the fall