What Strange Things Lovers Do

Oh, what strange things lovers do And what hardships they must quell When they're not howling at the moon They're sailing themselves down to Hell Oh, what strange things lovers do When their palms are in the fire Careless to conflate happiness With an animal desire Well they've only themselves to blame Yeah, they've only themselves to blame To blame To blame, oh Oh, what strange things lovers do When all their promises are made And they're out laying on their lawns All drinking sparkling lemonade Oh, what strange things lovers do I'm trying hard just to forget Quit hanging on their every word Of heavy heartache and regret Well they've only themselves to blame To blame To blame, oh I'm just never enough that way I always fuck it all up, you say Why won't you, why won't you Why won't you stay tonight? I guess I've only myself to blame To blame To blame To blame, oh