The storm was blowing from the South,
The blood [bad word] from your mouth.

Glass was shattered on the floor,
hundred pieces, maybe more.
I remember you were crying
Just before you sent it flying.
Silent sounding pounding on my floor.

You may not believe me, baby,
When I tell you that I am Mr. Superlove.
Falling out (falling out)
Falling out (falling out)
Falling out (falling out)
We had a falling-out.

Clothes were lying on the chair,
Your face was hidden by your hair.
All that I could think of then was
What it must have felt like when you
Were lying naked headlong down the stairs.

You may not believe me, baby,
When I tell you that I am Mr. Superlove.
Falling out (falling out)
Falling out (falling out)
Falling out (falling out)
We had a falling-out.