Beauty lose and beauty win And you trade beauty for knowledge But you pay with love, hard love Love is a nail in the skull
You pay with hard love
It's a surge that fosters the fires within When hoisting her aloft I witnessed a smile
You pay with hard love
My dirty hands reaches out for the soul
I can't muster enough love
To equal the feasts of the divine There's not enough love is this world To match the beating of the heart
You pay with hard love
My dirty hands reaches out for the soul