I'm caught in a torrent, I've got to come in

But hope keeps me stupid in harsh elements

There's nothing between the sun and I

But a handful of clouds and a few million miles

This cannot be, this cannot be

How he loves me

I get myself pretty, he gets me undone

My lipstick is smeared and my mascara runs

There's nothing between us and outside

But my windows and walls and his lack of time

This cannot be, this cannot be

How he loves me

Next time he's horny, comes sniffing around

He'll find me between the top floor and the ground

Frigid I'll jump, frigid I'll fly

Frigid I'll fall from a respectful sky

This cannot be, this cannot be

How he loves me