You look a lot, lot better tonight  You and I should go out for a fight  We need a holiday  But not today, another day    You need eyes in the front of your head  And a spine with a built in bed  I don't want anybody else to know  So I wont be telling them  I love you, for all the things you do  But I can't even recall your name  Something beautiful about it though    Well good luck to your lady tonight  I took a piece of her heart, well not quite  She stole a piece of mine  Chewed it up and threw it back  I need help to get over pain  But the memories still remain    I loved her friendly eyes  The way they looked at each other  It moves me to tears, like a horror film  And I don't even recall her name  There's something beautiful about it though    Now there's a good, good feeling tonight  Just a feeling that something is right  We can minimalise the pain  Forget that is was ever there    Look at all the possibles  Throw answers out to the world  Its hard, its hard, its hard  Its hard, its hard, its hard  Its hard when you don't know how  But I'll be here to throw you some clues  Don't even have to know your name    Something beautiful about it though  Forty days and forty fights  Forty days and forty fights