If mine is yours, baby, and yours is mine Then why is yours always so hard to find A king of men and a queen of who*es You've built your empire on all fours You give me sorrow in return for love Bring me down from what I'm dreaming of The lights are on but there's nobody home Selling my soul just to be alone Singin' a song that should bring it all back to you Doing the things that you said you'd never do Riding the nights, left the good times far behind Looking to you for the things I'll never find I don't need comfort or your sympathy I don't want pity or an easy lay I want the sun, the moon, the stars and all I need your loving and some alcohol