I'm lying to myself
But I don't know if I'm prepared to listen
The answer is skin deep
Where can I find a simpler complexion?
Maybe I can, maybe I can't
Maybe a baby or maybe a plant
I could buy a gun, a new pair of shoes
I'll make you unhappy
So don't make me choose
Between the devil I know, the devil I don't
A lover who loves me and a lover who won't
Accept that I'm so confused
About love and love I have refused
I'll get a lot of ink out of our affair
I'll get a lot of ink out of our affair
It's over the kitchen sink with flowers in our hair
But, baby, I don't care
I want what I can't have
But if by chance I get it I don't want it
I want to hold your hand
But holding hands holds more demands than answers
Give me a kiss, give me a break
Give me a miss cause I won't stay awake
Beyond the flattery dash
Caught in a crush
A moment of pash before the pregnant hush
Is it two hearts or three? Shaken or stirred?
Give me an answer or give me the bird
Oh won't you tell me about the loves in your life?
You're nobody's fool and nobody's wife
You, you execute love's pas de deux
But you think you're just par for the course
And your kisses have no strings attached
And your love is always left on the latch
You're such a sweet thing
Not a catch phrase or a dance craze
But the nature of my success
Seems to make your tears jingles for singles
