Hand me the book I need to write,
Cover your mouth, stay out of sight,
Your emphasis on sympathy makes me hard to heal,
And you offer me a centrefold I decline but I'm inclined to go and leave you breathless,
Spend your days with someone else, maybe that's not true but I'm imagining that.
I let you in, you give half the money,
He makes you laugh, I find him half as funny,
The only rule of symmetry both our sides must match.
And you offer me a centrefold I decline but I'm inclined to go and leave you breathless,
Spend your days with someone else, maybe that's not true but I'm imagining that.
I don't want your love, but I need you to care,
Or anyone else who's there.
You offer me a centrefold I decline but I'm inclined to go and leave you breathless,
Spend your days with someone else, maybe that's not true but I'm imagining that.