Spite I not much
believe in that.
Only want "She"
Only want "She"
Spite I look for
Others to dream
Only want "He"
Only want "He"
Even spite that
Our reason separates
Even living this love as an art
If we pretend to believe in that
Might as well live it for a part.
And even if
We keep on our tunics
And if the end comes a little too quick
I'd have lived to have wanted your skin
We'll have loved for the great
Spite that I think
That we must leave
Only want "He"
Only want "He"
Spite I look for
Others to dream
Only want "She"
Only want "She"
Spite I know that
Our reason separates
Even if we live this love as an art
If we pretend to believe in that
Might as well live it for a part.
And even if
We keep on our tunics
And if the end comes a little too quick
I'd have lived to have wanted your skin
We'll have loved for the great
Even If I
anticipate
That reason separates
And if we live
(can't believe that)
This love like an art
Despite sometimes
'pretend to believe in that
Only want "She"
Might as well live it for a part.
Only want "She"