Indian Giver

Say, my love
Do you still sit and think of me
When things are dark behind the curtain you have drawn?
And is it quiet in your backstage world?
The lights that burn through me
For all the words I’ve given were meant
As gifts to you from me

Did I do wrong?
Would you have done the same to me?
Can’t take them back (Falling down)
The words are sung and gone
So, say, my love
Will this take you long?

For if I can’t deliver
Would you still call me the Indian giver
When all your saints (All your saints)
Falling down
So say, my love

Say, my love
Do you still sit and pray for me?
For all the deeds that I have done to bring you pain
And is it safe to say, forever left us long before I gave
My words
To those who now believe
I give and take so freely

Did I do wrong?
Would you have done the same to me?
Can’t take them back (Falling down)
The words are sung and gone
So, say, my love
Will this take you long?

For if I can’t deliver
Would you still call me the Indian giver
When all your saints (All your saints)
Are falling down
When all your saints (All your saints)
Are falling down
So, say, my love