Don’t you call it chemistry or fate,
Use words I can relate to.
Send me down a rope and I’ll explain,
I’ve no reason to debate you.
I thought that you would look the other way,
I’ll see it if I want to.
Go ahead and put on a display
But that color doesn’t suit you.
(Ooh…)
I told you that your hunger wasn’t mine,
But I could learn to feed it.
I was full of chemistry and wine,
and I started to believe that.
Something bore a tunnel under us
And we were feeling exposed.
I shouldn’t have examined you so much,
I’ve always been too thorough.