The Pains of Being Pure at Heart - The Tenure Itch
His indiscretions
Oh you don't mind
He says your thoughts need for
But your forms not hard to find
These late night sessions
Hes master still
Another lesson leaves you twisting to his will
Every night he comes and goes again
Every night he comes and goes again
Every night he comes and goes again
It isn't right
It isn't him
He makes corrections
You shut the blinds
You're talking less and less
But the words arent hard to find
His last suggestion
It makes you ill
Still one more lesson leaves
You twisting to his will
Every night he comes and goes again
Every night he comes and goes again
Every night he comes and goes again
It isn't right
It isn't him
It isn't right
It isn't him
Every night he comes and goes again
Every night he comes and goes again
Every night he comes and goes again
It isn't right
It isn't him
Every night he comes and goes again
Every night he comes and goes again
Every night he comes and goes again
It isn't right
It isn't him
It isn't right
It isn't him
It isn't right
It isn't him