dirty love

i know you think i think too much, but i don't know if it's enough, dirty love, all i want are your eyes on mine, and underneath of it all, i dream of our faucet shooters, hallelujahs, are unable to save us, but did i ever want love?, or, did i ask too much?, young dirty love, come get us strung, let's cover up what we really want, and, all you see and all you feel, are skin and bones they don't hold the show like real love, no, you can't control who you really are or what you really want, so, i met you in the hotel, dim little lobby, i've been on the road since you last saw me, and i don't need a reason to bleed until we're even, but did i ever want love?, or, did i ask too much?, young dirty love, come get us strung, let's cover up what we really want, oh, is it any wonder our love, isn't what we thought it was?, is it any wonder our love, isn't what we thought it was?, is it any wonder, oh lord, is it any wonder our love, isn't what we thought it was?, when all we do is hurt ourselves