When she started turning heads she knew Life wouldn't be the same All she'd have to do Was find a man and take his name Love was a ride She climbed inside And everything that she held dear It's suffered, Lord, and died And shall sleep with you if you're lucky If you've any luck at all Does she won't be true you'll be lucky You'll be happy to fall Don't question her tomorrow Don't ask about her past Some stories don't have morals Some endings come too fast Some endings come at last There's a darkness in a broken heart That fights off every dawn And staves away each place to start To heal and carry on Inviting new pain Like moths to a flame That burns a hole inside Until it can't hold love again And shall sleep with you if you're lucky If you've any luck at all Does she won't be true you'll be lucky You'll be happy to fall Don't question her tomorrow Don't ask about her past Some stories don't have morals Some endings come too fast Some endings come at last