You’re right, I faked it,
Every night, I’m wasted,
Because that’s only when you want me.

No hugs or kisses,
Yet you want me to be your missus,
Or do you just want a warm body who lets you be?

But don’t question these flaws,
And don’t search for their applause,
You’ll never find just what you think you need.

Find the good in all that’s bad,
There’s too damn much fun to be had, ...