Sucker love is heaven sent
You pucker up, our passions spent
My heart's a tart
Your body's rent
My body's broken
Yours is bent
Carve your name into my arm
Instead of stressed I lie here charmed

'Cause there's nothing else to do
Every me and every you

Sucker love a box I choose

No other box I choose to use
Another love I would abuse
No circumstances could excuse
In the shape of things [bad word] Too much [bad word] undone
'Cause there's nothing else to do
Every me and every you

Every me and every you
Every me
Sucker love who's known to swing
Prone to cling and waste these things

Pucker up for heaven's sake
There's never been so much at stake

I serve my head up on a plate
It's [bad word] calling late

'Cause there's nothing else to do
Every me and every you

Like the naked leads the blind
I know I'm selfish, I'm unkind
Sucker love I always find
Someone to [bad word] and leave behind

All alone is space and time
There's nothing here but what here's mine
Something borrowed something blue