A Lot Of Ink

I'm lying to myself

But I don't know if I'm prepared to listen

The answer is skin deep

Where can I find a simpler complexion?

Maybe I can, maybe I can't

Maybe a baby or maybe a plant

I could buy a gun, a new pair of shoes

I'll make you unhappy

So don't make me choose

Between the devil I know, the devil I don't

A lover who loves me and a lover who won't

Accept that I'm so confused

About love and love I have refused

I'll get a lot of ink out of our affair

I'll get a lot of ink out of our affair

It's over the kitchen sink with flowers in our hair

But baby, I don't care

I want what I can't have

But if by chance I get it I don't want it

I want to hold your hand

But holding hands holds

More demands than answers

Give me a kiss, give me a break

Give me a miss 'cause I won't stay awake

Beyond the flattery dash caught in a crush

A moment of pash before the pregnant hush

Is it two hearts or three? Shaken or stirred?

Give me an answer or give me the bird

Oh, won't you tell me about the loves in your life?

You're nobody's fool and nobody's wife

You, you execute love's pas de deux

But you think you're just par for the course

And your kisses have no strings attached

And your love is always left on the latch

You're such a sweet thing

Not a catch phrase or a dance craze

But the nature of my success

Seems to make your tears jingles for singles