I'm an honest woman, a representation of the state of mutual confusion within the confines of love, heavy lidded darling embedding in my arms, I'll take a kiss to settle payment like a song for the gods. Does your undying devotion only last 'til I'm out the door? Can I keep my fingers away from a sore? Does your undying devotion only last 'til I'm out the door? I can't keep my fingers away from a sore. Happy to include you in my esapes, we're the first to intrude and the last ones to leave, never assume that we came with someone that you know, we'll go through every drawer, and throw the contents to the wind. Am I risking complicity? Right here, right where I want to be? Is this absurdity? To trust you so implicitly, losing my complacency, you would be the end of me, oh well well you're well worth it, I've never got the nerve to do it, happy to include you.