In my pink silk jacket
The dusk is grandiose
How could you be so heartless
How could you be so heartless
How could you be so heartless
A dandy, a bit cursed, a bit aged
In this luxury that's collapsing
Remember when I sang
In London's cellars?
A bit drowned in the smoke
Every night you stayed there
How could you be so heartless
How could you be so heartless
How could you be so heartless
A bandit, a bit cursed, a bit aged
The musicians are wrinkled
And that keyboard, so pretty
That pounded like the English
How could you be so heartless
How could you be so heartless
How could you be so heartless
In the night I hear them talk
The coldest story ever told
Somewhere far along this road
How could you be so heartless?