Sorrow, where have you been?
Show me them hands then invite me on into your house
I knew that you'd come around
Looking so lovely
Looking so out on the town
Lets get to it
Lets talk sweetly
Like all our love is false
Like we can stick around
I'll say too much
I'll let you down with sorrow's touch
Marrow, straight to the bone
Thats what I call you
Thats where our love is at home
I hate that you feel alone
I hate that I need you
I hate that I throw the first stone
I should warn you I'm half-cultured
I'm always getting upset
Then I leave
Lets stick around
I'll say too much
I'll let you down with sorrow's touch