A common cause of feeling hurtnHe spent all night - watched the northern lightsnCouldn't it, wouldn't it be easiernTo put the blame on the onenPoint my finger and thumb and shoot the gunnnI'm not here to be the one for younBut it's getting closer to becoming the truthn(She's come undone)nI've come undonen(Point the finger and thumb and shoot the gun)nnAnother wire linked up to my heartnAn electrical sparknI'm beating apartnnI'm too young and foolish to refuse the baitnn'Cause it's easy to bring me downnAnd it's easy to bring me 'round againnnA common cause to play the foolnA gleam in her eye like the northern lights from my sidenAnd don't point the finger nAnd don't pull the triggernShe had her heart on display in the purest of faithnnA realisation that weapons are badnAnd the effect that they had they threw the world backn(She's come undone)nI've come undonen(Point a finger and thumb and shoot the gun)nnThe moral is to love and be loved in returnnBut the chemical burn - it's starting to hurtnnDrive all night with me and then sleep all daynnMight take the pain awaynnCome watch the northern lights with me