Don´t scratch your arm it´ll only get worse
and don´t even think, don´t open your purse
I can pay for you
That´s the least I can do
You can pay me back in kisses when the month is through
I wont lie to you

There is no end to love like ours
There is no end to a love like ours
There is no end to love like ours

You´ve got some kind of dirt on your shoulder
Blood in your eyes
No surprises
So tell me again what the future is like
It is me and it´s you, a porch and a stool
Let´s find out what the state provides for ageing fools
Would I lie to you?

There is no end to love like ours
There is no end to a love like ours
There is no end to love like ours