Take-away Love

Trembling nights in your desperate room
No blushing bride, no lovesick groom
Make a clean sweep, get a new broom
Another pit stop on the road from the cradle to the tomb
There’s a howling wind all around my door
I’ve got electric shoes I’m a gasoline sleeper
I’d give it all up gladly for the keys to your candy store

She says don’t go singing any love songs
It’s just another Saturday night
Don’t go singing any love songs
Take what you need and leave what you think is right
This is take-away love

Trembling nights, did I say too much?
Did we get too close did we even touch?
I’m looking for an island, I don’t need a crutch
I don’t go round talking double dutch
I’ll be there for you when your luck runs out
Though I’m up to my neck in my own self doubt
One day we’ll laugh about it all
On a drinking bout

She says don’t go singing any love songs…

Trembling nights, take-away love
No one has to stay when the going gets rough
It’s just another game of blind man’s buff
Turn it off when you’ve had enough
There’s room for all in the human zoo
For the vacuum boys and the chrome dolls too
One with a glass heart winks at you
And you come back right on cue

You say don’t go singing any love songs
And don’t go putting on the bite
Don’t go singing any love songs
Everybody knows this is just another Saturday night
This is take-away love