Strange Love

Everybody wants to know if we fucked on the bathroom sink How your hands felt in my hair if we were high on amphetamines And everybody wants to hear how we chain-smoked until three How you laughed when you said my name And how you gripped my hips so mean We wrote a story in the fog on the windows that night But the ending is the same every damn time No no no We wrote a story in the fog on the windows that night But the ending is the same every damn time They think I'm insane, they think my lover is strange But I don't have to fucking tell them anything, anything And I'm gonna write it all down, and I'm gonna sing it on stage But I don't have to fucking tell you anything, anything That's the beauty of a secret You know you're supposed to keep it That's the beauty of a secret Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oooh That's the beauty of a secret You know you're supposed to keep it But I don't have to fucking tell you anything, anything Everybody's waiting up to hear if I dare speak your name Or put it deep beneath the track Like the hole you left in me and everybody wants to know About how it felt to hear you scream They know you walk like you're a God They can't believe I made you weak We wrote a story in the fog on the windows that night But the ending is the same every damn time No no no We wrote a story in the fog on the windows that night But the ending is the same every damn time They think I'm insane, they think my lover is strange But I don't have to fucking tell them anything, anything And I'm gonna write it all down And I'm gonna sing it on stage But I don't have to fucking tell you anything, anything That's the beauty of a secret You know you're supposed to keep it That's the beauty of a secret Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oooh That's the beauty of a secret You know you're supposed to keep it But I don't have to fucking tell you anything, anything These days I can't seem to get along with anyone, get by with anyone These days I can't seem to make this right Well is this fine? Will you be alright? They think I'm insane, they think my lover is strange But I don't have to fucking tell them anything, anything And I'm gonna write it all down And I'm gonna sing it on stage But I don't have to fucking tell you anything, anything That's the beauty of a secret You know you're supposed to keep it That's the beauty of a secret Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oooh That's the beauty of a secret You know you're supposed to keep it But I don't have to fucking tell you anything, anything