If you could be so kind
 To help me find my mind
 I'd like to thank you in advance
 Know this before you start
 My soul's been torn apart
 I lost my mind in a wild romance

 My future is my past
 Its memory will last
 I'll live to love the days gone by
 Each day [bad word] and goes is like the one before
 My mind is lost till the day I die

 Words would fail me if I tried to describe him
 Though I know he's not what he should have been
 He was the Devil with the face of an Angel
 He was [bad word] and sweet, sweet and [bad word] 
 As homemade sin

 If you could be so kind
 To help me find my mind
 I'd like to thank you in advance
 Know this before you start
 My soul's been torn apart
 I lost my mind in a wild romance