The Angels - No Exit
(Brewster-Neeson-Brewster)

Tell me why the secrets have disappered
cover up the traces of wasted years, the traces of
wasted years
the mirrored face of fear
cover up the candle that sheds a tear
build it up alibies for the damned
hide away, don't ever reveal your plan
looked down at your bloodstained hands, no one spoke
the information cited you by name, the silken rope

I know you're gonna leave me with no exit

Lock it up, standing behind closed doors
give it up, no hiding place anymore
no hiding place anymore, you know that I know where
you are
we've been through all this before

I know you're gonna leave me with no exit