If you go I think you should know You're closing a door behind you And if we meet again Try not to pretend We lost anything of value My generosity, generosity Is fading fast for you, baby Don't wanna hear 'bout tomorrow My curiosity, curiosity Is not gonna be the undoing of me I'll carry my own tiny sorrow Like the hawk that yearns to lock His claws into every sparrow You're the one that loves to run The needle through the bone To the marrow Twenty lovers in a week You can get 'em - sure you can There's lots of geeks And every mother one of them Wants to get lucky Or maybe you need more than one man Probably a legion - every one a fan I'm trying to find it in me To hope you're happy So when you go I feel you oughta know You're closing a door behind you And when we meet again Promise not to pretend We lost anything of value