she has a way to leave me [bad word] out
 stranded on the ocean, floating around
 I found a reason and took it home
 brought it back to health, then let it go
 the inspiration from your tongue
 exits your mouth and then it’s gone

oh baby, tell me the [bad word]  have you been lying?
 to me all this time
 if so…
 then how?
 can I ever [bad word] you again, how?

I think she’ll finally be mine now
 teasing me with scraps seems to keep me around
 they should police the radio
 I’m paranoid of people and it’s starting to show
 don’t make me throw that stone
 a piece of me can’t let it go

oh baby, tell me the [bad word]  have you been lying?
 to me all this time
 if so…
 then how?
 can I ever [bad word] you again, how?