And the desire you have for her
The problem is I don't know anymore
Which one of us you get pretty for
You say my love stays
But you feel unfaithful
It's clear right away that despite yourself
Her womanly looks give you wings
You say you live the bourgeoisie of sensations
Never choosing between man and woman
Maybe that's got some good
The thing that's wrong with me
Is my heart belongs to you
And knowing you're naked in her arms
It's true I chose
To love you without knowing
Whether the man or the woman
Was the body you wanted
It's true I've always loved you
Without asking why
I still kept hope
You say you live the bourgeoisie of sensations
Never choosing between man and woman
Maybe that's got some good
The thing that's wrong with me
Is my heart belongs to you
And knowing you're naked in her arms
Thinking that before me in your heart
No man had caused any damage
But I'd never have believed
That a simple f*ck story
Would threaten all those plans
You say you live the bourgeoisie of sensations
Never choosing between man and woman
Maybe that's got some good
The thing that's wrong with me
Is my heart belongs to you
And knowing you're naked in her arms
You say you live the bourgeoisie of sensations
Never choosing between man and woman
Maybe that's got some good
That she turns you on