We were watched, making love last night By her walls, painted plain and white. I want to tell her, If you love me, love me better, You're doing it all wrong. You just strung a dozen words together, I wouldn't call it a song. She says she's afraid to be alone Fine, I guess I'll lead her along. I'm not that cruel and You're not very strong. Four white, watching walls, night after night... I don't think we can go on.