She Took Off Her Wheel, Took Off

A Cork Screw To My Heart, Ever Since We've Been Apart.

I've Been Sitting Down Studying The Art Of Love. I Think It Will Fit Me Like A Glove.

I Lost My One True Love. I Started Drinking.

Every Brain Is Civilized, Every Nerve Is Analyzed, Everything Is Criticized When You Are In Need.

Ain't It Hard When You Discover That, He Wasn't Really Where It's At, After He Took From You Everything He Could Steal. How Does It Feel?