The smell of the grapes in your hair,
I taste the wine left in your glass,
Your clothes in a pile on the floor,
Left for me to find?
Why do you do this dance with me?
I could worship you but you don’t love me.
I let you come around because..
I love it, when you lie to me!
Stay the night, then go away.
I was born alone, I’ll go out that way.