She who always seems so happy in a crowd Whose eyes can be so private and so proud No one’s allowed to see them when they cry She may be the love that cannot hope to last May come to me from shadows of the past But I’ll remember till the day I die

Take me to the place where you go Where nobody knows, if it’s night or day. Please don’t put your life in the hands Of a Rock ‘n Roll band and throw it all away Gonna start the revolution from your bed

Tell me why are you so dependent On this tainted love affair There’s no damn thing that you’ve given me I just got to get away I don’t want no part of you I don’t want no part of you You’ve been told

Now if you’re lookin’ for a hero Someone to save the day Well darlin’ my feet They’re made of clay But I’ve got something in my soul And I wanna give it up But gettin’ up the nerve Gettin’ up the nerve Gettin’ up the nerve is a man’s man’s job