The knees are bent and the hands are clasped The painted head is bowed A sudden glimpse through heaven’s gate Is all that I’m allowed My hair is black and eyes are green But Marie is not my name Na na na na na na na na na — His Lamest Flame His lamest flame will be Too brief and burn too pale And all attempts to fire it up again will fail I run around behind his friends And play the waiting game
Na na na na na na na na na — His Lamest Flame I tell myself a million times There’s nothing I can do So why do I keep holding on I only wish I knew I was born too weak and I feel like a fool But it’s out of my domain Na na na na na na na na na — His Lamest Flame
His lamest flame will die Before the night is out Just a heap of ash The wind is blown about
For him these feelings fade away But for me they’re still the same Na na na na na na na na na — His Lamest Flame
His lamest flame is here And flickering its last And through the dying light We journey to the past
But still I’d give up all I’ve got To have him back again Na na na na na na na na na — His Lamest Flame