Disappearing Act - U2

You do your disappearing act\nYou do your disappearing act\nSilence, I know I could get used to this\nCunning, your sin is something I’m not gonna miss\nExile, it’s a small price to pay for bliss\nAlone, like the painter’s dog without a bone\nWhen there’s only one thing you need to own\nAnd that is hunger, hunger itself\nI know you’re (missing)\nYour (missing) is ripped and it is torn to shreds\nFrom all the lovers taken to your beds\nThey’re empty now\nAnd you think that you can love\nAnd you think that you can love\nAnd you think that you can love someone in to love\nYou do your disappearing act\nYou do your disappearing act\nJealousy, it’s not what it’s cracked up to be\nEnvy, gets you where you need to be\nAlone, rather the river than your stepping stones\nLeave the graveyard before you turn to bones\nI’m tragic, you’re comedy\nOh, baby doll, the dogs are barking, they need to be fed\nAll the lepers you let in your head — is it empty now?\nCause you think that can love\nAnd you think that you can love\nAnd you think that you can love someone into love\nYou do your disappearing act\nYou do your disappearing act