This thing called love’s a funny thing
It makes my sad heart want to sing
And now I think I’ve got a song
I think my thinking’s slightly wrong.
My heart is screaming out for yours
But loving you is worse than chores
It’d be quite nice if you could see
The pain and pleasure you bring me.
I guess that love’s a Trojan horse
And in the end there’s just remorse
But like Achilles with his heel
I need to know that this is real.
Every look you see is a token
For you to keep until it’s broken
I guess I see why you would choose
To watch in laughter as I lose.
So as I lie asleep in bed
You’re the nightmare in my head
Here’s my love, it’s yours to take
Just take it now, before I wake.