Amnesia Of Convenience

Footsteps follow you, one by one Centipede trails from where you’ve come In sand on a beach somewhere inside your head They’ll still be there after the rain’s gone They won’t be washed away No matter what you say

You know all of the things that you do All of your false and all of your true

(in your) Amnesia of Convenience

You can fool some of the people some of the time A little lapse of memory is no serious crime You swap a little white lie for a little alibi But even little things won’t always disappear

You know all of the things that you do All of your false and all of your true

You can run but you cannot hide inside Amnesia of Convenience Amnesia of Convenience Amnesia of Convenience