Act Like You've Been Here Before

And I turned off my mind when I was warned
Not to search for something warm
But what I've found is people here are the same
They're all afraid to touch the rising flame

Sally Hayes, you're not like anyone else
I've never seen such a shameless sense of self
And you're a siren calling through the wind
42nd Street, the ice is growing thin

Sweep me away whenever the morning comes
Just like the rain after a day under the sun
And as the dirt gathers under your weathered eyes
Don't you cry, 'cause your dying leaves will bleed into mine

And you're asking me, "Why the hell is he here?"
I said "I'm sorry, but my dear, I fear
That Napoleon is sleeping on your floor
And why don't you act like you've been here before?"

Sweep me away whenever the morning comes
Just like the rain after a day under the sun
And as the dirt gathers under your weathered eyes
Don't you cry, 'cause your dying leaves will bleed into mine

She came to be a starlet
But there are no skies in your mind
And you ended up in drive-ins
When my Saturn had returned
When your Saturn had returned

Sweep me away whenever the morning comes
Just like the rain after a day under the sun
And as the dirt gathers under your weathered eyes
Don't you cry, 'cause your dying leaves will bleed into mine