Are 'Friends' Electric? (Live at the Electric Ballroom)

it's cold outside

And the paint's peeling off of my walls

There's a man outside

In a long coat, grey hat, smoking a cigarette

Now the light fades out

And i'm wondering what i'm doing in a room like this

There's a knock on the door

And just for a second i thought i remembered you

So now i'm alone

Now i can think for myself

About little deals

And *issues*

And things that i just don't understand

Like a white lie that night

Or a slight touch at times

I don't think it meant anything to you