The first girl that I fell for was a fair and faithful fighter

She smoldered with a will to save the world

I did my best to help her, yeah I stood shoulder to shoulder

On the front lines with my visionary girl



I wish that she had cared for me

But in the end her ideologies

Occupied the fortress of her heart

I wrote her 15 songs, but still we had to part



And if music was the food of love

Then I'd be a fat romantic slob

Well music, it's my substitute for love



The last girl that I loved she was a low and lusty liar

She set my heart on fire, but made me choke

Her beauty was a sight to see, but she didn't save it all for me

I found other fires by following the smoke



I wish that she had either cared for me or

Let be me

But she chased me from mind and from my home

I wrote her 16 songs, but I ended up alone



And if love is really all that we need

Then even all my singing is never gonna save me

Music it's my substitute for love



Well I've had many different girls inside my bed

But only one or two inside my head

These days I cuddle up to my guitar instead

But oh, what I would give, not to stumble but to really fall in love

And I could substitute my singing for the sound of someone sleeping next to me