Текст: Elvis Costello. Delivery Man. In Another Room.

In another room
Just out of my sight
Words we used to say
Become so slight

'Til they disappoint
And I know you won't return my kiss
Did I not love you quite like this
In another room

In another room
Where I'm obliged to wait
'Til I become the man
You barely tolerate

And the blood will pour
And it makes me drunk at the temple door
Did I not love you anymore
In another room

In another room
Now I feel vacant I can't get used to it just yet
In another room you're crying and shaking
Cursing the very day we met

In another room
Where we were before
Now you take your boy
And you close the door

In another room
He's kissing you so hard
The glass that's in his hands
It shatters into shards

Splinters in his thumb
And the blood will run down in his cuff
Did I not love you
Quite enough?

In another room
Just out of my sight
In another room
Goodbye, goodbye