Slips in the back door
Into my heart
When his words start
M-m-m-mine stutter
G-going back to Hymn
N-n-n-no more
No, I want more
That Love's been doing me in
Kick a tin can
In an alley
And you'll tally
What I've got
G-going back to Hymn
N-n-n-no more
No, I want more
That Love's been doing me in
(Rock n Roll begins)
Slips in the back door
Into my heart
When his words start
M-m-m-mine stutter
G-going back to Hymn
N-n-n-no more
No, I want more
That Love's been doing me in
Kick a tin can
In an alley
And you'll tally
What I got
He looked. I shook.
I gave. He caved.
I’m not loving
N-n-n-not loving
N-n-n-not loving
Hymn no more
He’s just one big flirt
Who flutters words like birds chirping hello
I’m just one big jerk
Who mutters turds as we end this him-her rodeo
Kick a tin can
In an alley
And you'll tally
What I've got
He took. I booked.
He saved. I stayed.
I’m not loving
N-n-n-not loving
N-n-n-not loving
Hymn no more
He's just a speakeasy
Whose verse teases me in believing his plays
Has such a pleasing air
But I’m done dreaming there of this cat’s nonexistent Paris holiday
Kick a tin can
In an alley
And you'll tally
Where I'm at
He hooked. I hung.
We had some fun.
I’m not loving
N-n-n-not loving
N-n-n-not loving
Hymn no more
No, I’m not loving
Not loving
Not loving
Hymn no more
No, I’m not
Not
Not
Hymn no more