At my worst I'm a terrorist of love. At my best i'm the king of compassion From a long line of doing it wrong. I strike a melody to see me right Oh where is my love, For I won't be coming home tonight. In a maze of indecision And a drought of action in the mind From a long line of doing it wrong I strike a melody to see me right. Oh where is my love, Does she think of me in the dead of the night. Oh where is my love, For I won't be coming home tonight The dawn sings a to me, Says the sun is coming for you and me Our dreams will all unfold, pick the thread up And sow sows sow sow sow sow sow sow sow From a long line of doing it wrong, I strike a melody to see me right. From a long line of doing it wrong, I strike a melody to see mee right Oh where is my love, Does she think of me in the dead of night Oh where is my love, For I won't be coming home tonight