That governs your poor heart
Engage in exchanges
Of an endless, endless love
Like every wet shadow before me
A heinous, heinous law
When the hounds come around, I go to the bottle
To a heinous, heinous law
I don't sound it or say it or feel it
And bid you obey and obey
That governs your poor heart
Oh, I could have told you, the vices won't hold you
I fear I may slowly have killed it
Your store is a small one, your goods have no buyers
And I seem to have easily filled it
Your parents are raising your children
Who know from the inside you won't put up a fight
Obeying a heinous, heinous law
But out on the street somebody told me
But high up they hang you, seized by the temple
Of an endless, endless love
That governs your poor heart
It happens to everyone
Obeying a heinous, heinous law
Warm in a coil where you lay
Of an endless, endless love
In its velvety chambers, where fellows foul met
While the thing in my charge, whether tiny or large
It's winter in my bedroom and I stir the broken spring
Obeying a heinous, heinous law
So I don't blame you, it's my foot in my shoe
And I have in my head to go crawling
Now are you angry at me 'cos I'm no longer free?
Whose ends are to put out your lights
