Darling you don't know a thing
Until its hurt you
I have never known a thing not a thing there's not a thing
That's purely virtue
Walking to confession
To talk of my transgressions
I got chills from a beautiful thought
And music fills my head like "ba da ba ba baaa"
And oh, I feel so free again
Every time I fell in love I wept
When the tears were salt I swept
You've got to keep a tidy heart
With room for art wine and culture

So hang loose

Darling, you don't get to bring
The only bottle
Mine is always good and grim thick and thin to the brim
With love and not love
I was in the bathroom
Putting on a costume
It was almost everything I wished that I could be
I was in the bedroom
Taking off my costume
It was almost everything I worried you would see
Every time I fell in love I hid
I don't know why but I did
You've got to keep an open heart
With love for art fine and vulgar
Every time I fell in love I poured
Every drop I had out on the floor
You've got to keep on making love
Just to fill your cup so you can pour it