It Doesn't Matter II

written by Martin Gore

As I lay here with you,
Shame rides with us,
We talk of love and trust,
It doesn't matter.

Well we may be the last in the world,
We feel like Pioneers,
Telling hopes and fears to one another.

And what a feeling inside of me,
It might last for an hour,
Wounds are healing inside of me,
Though it feels good now,
I know it's only for now.

The feeling is intense,
You gripped me with your eyes,
And then I realize it doesn't matter.