Lovers by Rote

Lovers by rote
 Strange in their roles
 Chained at the throat to feel tight
 With eyes that can shoot
 lighting or light
 threaten each night with leaving
 Beneath your darkened eyes
 investigation is underway
 Just so you can find
 how he handles the pleasure
 and the pain
 You question him about his love
 You question him until he crawls
 Stupid questions about love
 are the stupidest questions
 of them all
 When youth seems to growl
 and its shininess goes cold
 And love could make you older instantly
 But don't feel so mature
 'cause when love's gotta last
 Aging too fast is a tragedy
 Beneath your darkened eyes
 investigation is underway
 Just so you can find
 how he handles the pleasure
 and the pain
 You question him about his love
 You question him until he crawls
 Stupid questions about love
 are the stupidest questions
 of them all
 Well, you inherited your mind
 like it was so much cash
 You better take out some insurance
 on what keeps you attached
 I got the only words to tell you
 It's a matter of fact
 You gotta make your mind your own
 before you find your mind a match
 All you really got to do
 is tug a little leash
 to feel yourself constricted
 All you really got to do
 is think about the crime
 to find yourself convicted
 You question him about his love
 You question him until he crawls
 Stupid questions about love
 are the stupidest questions
 of them all