What is boring is my soul I've never use to harm And what's cruel is your skin perspiring so unkind I've never used to be a boy and I've never been shy I never used to kiss like we did last night
But no, it's no good, I'm almost sure I can't be good Love is to share And it's a lie I love to keep on my head 'Cause is God is really fair, he will forgive me For the things we used to say and for the guilty sleep
