here i go around and around sick inside and eyes to the ground looking for a sign to set me free in my chic cold misery step we gaily on we go heel to heel and toe to toe lock me away i need to unwind did you ever hear anything so unkind from your window listen remembering with deep regret how we used to dance in a discoteque ask me why i say dance to forget my fall from grace my losing face these are the tears the tears i can t hide the pride inside i can t deny the hurt the pain all thrown out my window i trusted you listen i step down to the arcade and i see my reflection in the window and i feign affection for that window i could be kidding you on i could be kidding you on and on i step down to the arcade and i see my reflection in the window come step down to the arcade and we ll laugh at our reflections in the window whoa whoa whoa whoa1