You Can Pretend For A Long Time,

I Found When I Was A Child That If I Put The Hurt Into Words, It Would Go.

I Didn't Know, I Didn't Know, I Didn't Know.

If She Says Goodbye Perhaps Adieu. Adieu - Like Those Old Time Songs She Sang. Always Adieu (and All Songs Say It). If She Too Says It, Or Weeps, I'll Take Her In My Arms, My Lunatic. She's Mad But Mine, Mine. What Will I Care For Gods Or Devils Or For Fate Itself. If She Smiles Or Weeps Or Both. For Me.

Soon He'll Come In Again And Kiss Me, But Differently. He'll Be Different And So I'll Be Different. It'll Be Different. I Thought, 'it'll Be Different, Different. It Must Be Different.

She’ll Have No Lover, For I Don’t Want Her And She’ll See No Other.