A Lot Of Ink

I'm lying to myself But I don't know if I'm prepared to listen The answer is skin deep Where can I find a simpler complexion? Maybe I can, maybe I can't Maybe a baby or maybe a plant I could buy a gun, a new pair of shoes I'll make you unhappy So don't make me choose Between the devil I know, the devil I don't A lover who loves me and a lover who won't Accept that I'm so confused About love and love I have refused I'll get a lot of ink out of our affair I'll get a lot of ink out of our affair It's over the kitchen sink with flowers in our hair But, baby, I don't care I want what I can't have But if by chance I get it I don't want it I want to hold your hand But holding hands holds more demands than answers Give me a kiss, give me a break Give me a miss 'cause I won't stay awake Beyond the flattery dash Caught in a crush A moment of pash before the pregnant hush Is it two hearts or three? Shaken or stirred? Give me an answer or give me the bird Oh won't you tell me about the loves in your life? You're nobody's fool and nobody's wife You, you execute love's pas de deux But you think you're just par for the course And your kisses have no strings attached And your love is always left on the latch You're such a sweet thing Not a catch phrase or a dance craze But the nature of my success Seems to make your tears jingles for singles