Metaphysics of our sex
Makin' love by the TV set
Pushed together and pulled apart
Changing channels in the heart
In the heart
In the heart
In the heart

Layin' on you on the bed
With your legs up arched up past my head
I would love to die like this you said
Imagine it's from some script you read
Outside the world is solid state
We disengage we separate
The senses fall away and then
Suddenly they're there again
Right in front of our faces, obvious

Just another story of
Just another story of
Just another story of
Just another story of love

The shadow moves across your flesh
An unseen handsome tenderness
Your eyes go wild as if to say
You've never ever felt this way
The moment has you in its fist
You know you people feel like this
It's nothin' new it's all been done
Go ahead, ask anyone
Ask about these fires get lit
Ask about these fires get lit
Ask about these fires get lit

Talk is talk and talk is shit
Talk is talk and talk is
Talk is talk and talk it is
Talk is talk and talk is

We talk we talk we talk and we talk
But nothin's said
We talk we talk we talk and we talk
But nothin's said now

'Cause words don't mean much anyway
Words don't mean much anyway
Words don't mean much anyway
Words don't mean much anyway

I'm layin' on you on the bed
With your legs up arched up past my head
I would love to die like this you said
But you can't fuck when you're dead
The metaphysics of our sex
Sex is from our loneliness
Pushed together and pulled apart
Changing channels in the heart
In the heart
In the heart
In the heart

It's just another story of
One of many stories of
Just another story of
Just another story of love

©1982 The Nails