Some more tears to delete
 He is there to your death
 Burning as alcohol

 Must so live, flower of love
 So's the key in staged
 Dialectics

 Sneaking out, suitcase shown
 Lover must have a man
 To quiz of making man
 This joy, pain on her heart

 Smooth things frame till sugared
 Midnight he'll sing blue
 Cuz he's silly

 What woman can sing
 Without loving the primitive heart

 Heart, heart
 Loving the primitive heart
 Strai n, strain
 Clouding yourself by seeing strain