Never seen such good things go so wrong
And everywhere we turn they’re playing our song
Should have known someone so much like me
Would give me hell and send me to my knees

Love, yer a strange fella
Sure leave yer mark indelibly
Love, yer a strange fella
Won’t you leave yer mark on me

If we ever make sweet love again
I’m sure that it will be quite disgusting
Race to the end
Race to the end

The memory of a ceremony so empty
Bitter, boring and hollow

Love, yer a strange fella
Sure leave yer mark indelibly
May as well be forever
Love, won’t you come and punish me

Sad lady, you win
Sad lady, you win
Lady, you win