Brendan Benson - Alternative to love      Maybe if I lay real still    It will go away, maybe it will    Maybe this I won't budge    Maybe I just need a little nudge    Maybe this time I won't flinch    Maybe this time it might be a sinch    Maybe this time I won't run    Maybe I'll own up to what I've done    What have I done?    What have I done?       Maybe I'm just damaged goods    And, baby, you're a babe in the woods    And me, I'm just a little lost lamb    But you love me wherever I am    And maybe I've been caught red handed    Making off like a lucky bandit    And this wasn't how I planned it       Maybe this time I could stay    And let myself get carried away    Maybe this time it's too late    We could make a move or we could wait    Maybe she will understand    And not expect too much from one man    Maybe she can    Or maybe she can't       Maybe when I've changed my tune    I'll come out of my solitude    And start to live my life anew    And spend the rest of my days pleasing you    And on the path to righteousness    I'll swept the dust    Whatever it takes to gain your trust    I'll do what I must    I'll do what I must (I'll do what I must)    I'll do what I must (I'll do what I must)    I'll do what I must       Maybe I'm just damaged goods    And, baby, you're a babe in the woods    And me, I'm just a little lost lamb    But you love me wherever I am    And maybe I've been caught red handed    Making off like a lucky bandit    And now I walk this planet       Forever in search of, the alternative to love    Forever in search of, the alternative to love