Here you are, old flame   Your tongues all twisted with words you can't say   You think you've got troubles, that's just life   Well, I'd hate to be the one to say it      You're coming on over on the number eight   I'm leaving on the same   If you think simple things, you'll just be simple   How very wrong you are, how very wrong you are      Broken bones don't seem so bad   Telephones don't ring the same   Anymore...      Oh here you are, old flame   Your eyes all glazed and shining in the cold   You say "Sometimes you got to let history unfold"   But you don't really mean it      You're coming on over keeping everyone guessing   There's a lesson in this, I'm sure I must've missed it   Off somewhere contemplating your exquisite crime   The once and future queen of making tension out of time      Broken bones don't seem so bad   Telephones don't ring the same   Anymore...      Here you are, old flame   Your tongues all twisted with words you can't say   You think you've got troubles, that's just life   Well, I'd hate to be the one to say      You're coming on over on the number eight   I'm leaving on the same   The more you think simple things, you'll just be simple   The better off you are, the better off you are      Broken bones don't seem so bad   Telephones don't ring the same   Anymore...