I heard you got sick in a honeycomb I heard it on the telephone You left in the wind you left in the black It was a fine-tuned sneak attack Though the wind never scared me truly Even pain could be kind and dared to soothe me I know you loved me truly, ooh But we don't love one way, do we? But we don't love one way, do we? They said they found you at the end of July With a broken AC and the desert heat turned up high In a puddle of piss, body clickety clack They never cared about you, you were never comin' back They said you got sick - it was on the phone They said that you weren't comin' home Though I already knew it still felt like a smack Then you were gone in the wind you were gone in the black Did you do that to you for me truly? Show me pain could be kind, and did it soothe thee? I know you loved me truly, ooh But we don't love one way, do we? But we don't love one way, do we? ♪ I heard you're going home I heard it on the telephone I broke rules of astrology I owe you an apology I'm so sorry I'm so sorry ♪ The last thing that I said I meant it truly I know you heard 'cuz that day you crossed right through me You know I loved you truly, ooh But we don't love one way, do we? No we don't love one way, do we?