She looks for sympathy I give her sorrow She asks for honesty I've none to borrow She needs my tender kiss She begs it of me I give her ugliness (or N..) Why does she love me? She yearns for higher things Things I can't give her The rush that music brings I can't deliver And even when she sings And soars above me I try to clip her wings (or N..) Why does she love me? One more drink, sir. That's what I need, don't you think, sir? Leave the Hurt behind. (Do you hear me? Another drink!) She wants the man I was Husband and father At least, she thinks does She needn't bother Beneath this mask I wear There's nothing of me Just horror, shame, despair (or N..) Why does she love me? How 'bout you, sir? Tell me what am I to do, sir? Leave the hurt behind...