So now it’s decided; it’s out in the open, it’s all clear
So now, we’re divided
Burnt down burnt out, cropped sheer my dear, I fear
Now it’s all broken and the poison is placed in the trap
So tell me how to pretend with conviction
And survive in this mire of contradiction

So what about this fruit of love
Tell me how to protect it from the hail of hate
x2
That lays in wait
That lays in wait

How to keep up appearances in this neglected garden that’s me
How to explain disappearances to these innocent victims you see
So now I’m a painless shroud, I’m pulling all the shots
A prisoner of my soul, my mind, my body
At night I rattle the door handles; I try to keep lost

So what about this fruit of love
Tell me how to protect it from the hail of hate x 4
That… lays in wait

I can’t help it if this is just a small town, and everybody knows your business
Well, I can’t help it if this is just a small town and everybody knows your business
I can’t help it if this is such a small town and everybody knows your business

Maybe better to keep up appearances
Maybe, Maybe