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
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 for 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
Won't you tell me about the loves in your life?
You're nobody's fool and nobody's wife

I'll get a lot of ink out of our affair
Over the kitchen sink with flowers in our hair
But baby I don't care

You execute loves 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

So I'll get a lot of ink out of our affair
Over the kitchen sink with flowers in our hair
For baby I don't care