I don't know when to start or when to stop 
My luck's like a button 
I can't stop pushing it 
My head feels light 
But I'm still in the dark 
Seems like without tenderness there's something missing 

Tenderness 
Where is the 
Tenderness 
Where is it? 

I don't know where I am but I know I don't like it 
Open my mouth and out pops something spiteful 
Words are so cheap, but they can turn out expensive 
Words like conviction can turn into a sentence 

I held your hand 
Rings but none on your fingers 
We danced and danced 
but I was scared to go much further with it 
Just half a chance 
Make sure that one night you're here, but 
Next night you're not 
It always leaves me searching for a little 

Tenderness 
Where is the 
Tenderness 
Where is it? 

Whistling in the graveyard 
Calling up your girlfriend 
Just trying to make you understand 
You're squeezing the telephone like it was her hand 
No questions (so many questions) 
She's gonna catch you out boy 
It all seems so underhand 
Now hat she's the only thing that ever made you feel like a man, man 
Madman madman 
Tenderness 
Where is the 
Tenderness 
Where is it?