I don't know what else to do  I would rather do anything   Than write this song for you  And perpetuate this thing  In my head, in my living room   With the usual arsenal  Of broken chords and rusty strings   To surrender all  And I don't like to be so weak   Retreating behind these lines  The same old tongue-in-cheek   Regretting that both are mine  And I don't like to live this way   This is really true  But I know better than to pray now  About what I just have to learn to do  But imagine the nerve of God  Letting me let you in  And I thought I could let you go in grace  I've gotta think again   Because right now I would be bought  and sold   To see your face somewhere   I would sell your sweet soul   Just to touch your crazy black gold hair   I don't care what's really real  I was someone that you'd heard of  I saw heaven in your eyes  And we made a deal  And that's what I know of love  Music, it never goes   But I told you I hate that shit   When people say"well you know  You got a song out of it"   But I don't know what else to do   I would rather be anywhere   Than here without you