I was happy I was
Happy I thought
Happy enough
Happy I thought I was
Gold in your eyes, I thought I was
A flood of gold that you had bought
I bought what you sold
Love is a swinging stick a breaking branch
Break it over my back
Love is a fury of teeth break them into my skin
Break them into my skin
Hid yourself, with your feelings
That were not new
But new to you
You took another in love
A stranger
Took another in love
For vengeance or anger
Love is a swinging stick a breaking branch
Break it over my back
Love is a fury of teeth break them into my skin
Break them into my skin
I was happy I was
Happy I thought
Happy enough
Happy I thought I was
Gold in your eyes, I thought I was
A flood of gold that you had bought
I bought what you sold