She lay close at night My dreams she held so tightly in her moist little palms And like a splat of paint on these hotel drapes She sticks out where she doesn't belong Tired eyes Can't tell blue skies from grey I'm your handsome man Get some rest Your tenderness is wearing thin And I can feel you through The part of me that is you And you're hazy and uninspired My sick affair My unhappy end and my admirers I'm your handsome man I'm your handsome man I'm your handsome man I'm your handsome man I'm your handsome man I'm your handsome man