People look for love in the strangest of places It's that physical love that contorts their faces And it's that spiritual love that lust displaces
What's the matter with you that makes you settle For another's point of view when yours would do better? Did you really think deceit would make an honest lover Of the one that you seek but always push farther? When did you decide to please forever And always brush aside your secret pleasures? Did you think your dreams were best as buried treasure Waiting so deep with lies to uncover?
If you want to be with me "˜Cause all this name-calling and game-playing
People look for love in the strangest of places It's that physical love that contorts their faces And it's that spiritual love that lust displaces
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