Consummate talent and relentless passion - The Truth ain't pretty...but it rocks like crazy!
You just stroke me, stroke me.
You guard your hopes and pocket your dreams, you'd trade it all to avoid an unpleasant scene.
Your lips are my persuasion, your love will be my cure.
Lonely is the night when you find yourself alone.
You got your glory and you paid for it all, you take your pension in loneliness and alcohol.