At the high tide line
  Driftwood and shells
  That's where she said we could leave our clothes
  Where the moonlight dissolves in the wet sand
  There's no-one here tonight
  The whole town's still at the show
  She said she'd seen me come alone
  And did I need a lift back home, 'cause she was leaving
  Well some people you can see right through
  But I never, never guessed how much she knew
  And that she'd been talking
  She's been talking
  She's been talking to my friends
  I hated it tonight
  I hate her precious scene
  I hate the way they all compete
  And the way they wipe their feet on each other
  But she is not like them
  She holds herself away
  And she laughs behind their backs
  And I love it when she does that
  Still I'd never let her see
  No I never, never wanted charity
  But now she's been talking
  She's been talking
  She's been talking to my friends
  She's been talking
  She's been talking
  She's been talking to my friends
  Car headlights creep
  Across the sea
  Now she's swimming
  Close to me
  And she
  And she
  She
  She's been talking
  She's been talking
  She's been talking to my friends
  She's been talking
  She's been talking
  She's been talking to my friends
  She's been talking
  She's been talking
  She's been talking to my friends
  She's...