Elvis Costello When I Was Cruel, No. 2 song lyrics

I exit through the spotlight glare

I stepped out into thin air

Into a perfume so rarefied

Here comes the bride

Not quite aside, they snide, she's number four

There's number three just by the door

Those in the know, don't even flatter her, they go one better

She was selling speedboats in a trade show when he met her

Look at her now

She's starting to yawn

She looks like she was born to it

But it was so much easier

When I was cruel

She reaches out her arms to me

Imploring another melody

So she can dance her husband out on the floor

The captains of industry just

Lie there where they fall

In eau-de-nil and pale carnation creation

A satin sash and velvet elevation

She straightens the tipsy head-dress of her spouse

While hers recalls a honey house

There'll be no sorrows left to drown

Early in the morning in your evening gown

But it was so much easier

When I was cruel

The entrance hall was arranged

With hostesses and ushers

Who turned out to be the younger wives

Nursing schoolgirl crushes

Parting the waves of those

Few feint friends

Fingers once offered are now too

Heavy to extend

The ghostly first wife glides up

On stage, whispering to raucous talkers

Spilling family secrets out to

Flunkey's and castrato walkers

See that girl, watch that scene

Digging the dancing queen