Those Evil Urges

Those evil urges i've got time to spare and you, the spite quite clear we've something in common so much to share no mark to hit or miss we'll talk of love and war, of sacrifice whilst in the throes of passion i'll toss, you turn no time to waste on morbid thoughts of home those evil urges inside have consumed us the night's promise is gone by the morning held down and been swallowed up i'm not sorry you've got charm to spare and I, the guilt money is too loose to mention my hands are bare I guess this means goodbye before you place the cash on the dresser promise what's done here remains here we've got mouths to feed our sordid lives await out there lust, guilt, shackles round my neck tighten their grip when I touch you no place to hide and home is much too far away those evil urges have betrayed us