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