Like a madman I still run
from the warlord and her gun
But I can't hold or shun such feelings
like I'm Aphrodite's son
I'm so weak and I know that
but I'm in deep if I go back
She sat and stared at bad things happening
while I lay weepin' on the mat
She said she wandered off the tracks
but how the hell would I know that
She had her paints and poems cut
I knew she turned my mornings black
And Cytherea sends the doves
they scream cross-eyed from above
I give her just the slightest shove
but she says 'Sorry I'm in love.'
And you can draw blood from a wall
but you can't fool yourself to thinkin'
that there's sorrow in her at all
And if the world is just a stage
then show me to the part I play
and have some mercy on the way
my eyes are twisted in their vision
And all I ever see is grey
yeah the???
I was knee-deep in the rainfall
but I stayed there anyway
And Cytherea???
between the???
On the rows I left alone
And the??? was gone
all the singing of a song
She told me that it all goes on,
that I was wrong and I felt wrong
And it was just another day
to see the nights and???
I was knee-deep in desaster
but I stayed there anyway
On the doorstep I still stand
while she cups raindrops in her hands
And it's all more than I can stand
I was dreaming of desaster
And she lost my elegance
in the blueness of the bland
expanse along with my advances
that I barely understand
In this room the curtains drawn
to hide the blood behind the door
And I can't see her anymore
She said she'd seen it all before
And Cytherea sends the doves
They scream cross-eyed from above
I cried 'Enough is enough!'
But she said 'Sorry I'm in love!'
