Off Night Backstreet

Maybe I'm just kidding myself when I say I love you

I don't know

Loving without trusting, you get frostbite and sunstroke

I wish I felt nothing!

You pimp, laughing and strutting her to my chartered seat

Your old off night backstreet (backstreet)

It's been stinger to stinger, darling

It's been heart-to-heart

You still keep me from finishing any new love I start

Now she's moved in with you

She's keeping your house neat

And your sheets sweet

And I'm your off night backstreet (backstreet)

I can feel your fingers feeling my face

There are some lines you put there, and some you erase

Maybe I'm just dramatizing

I don't care

It's home, it can be heaven when we play fair

But these sentimental journeys late at night

High in some back room, you're calling me

To be your off night backstreet (backstreet)

You give me such pleasure

You bring me such pain

Who left her long black hair

In our bathtub drain?