This is a tale of a boy of a man Of a girl of a wife For putting your hands into trousers and knickers Can destroy a life Tension grows the signs of cavorting Still cling to his clothes Tension mounts he tells her that Platonic love never counts Adultery Adultery In every kitchen there's people who listen Through cracks in the wall So she plays the fly as he lets in his love Through a sullied back door She screams, no Her eyes are transparently starting to glow He shouts, yes And figures that it's a good time to confess To adultery Adultery Tears in the morning (Adultery) No sense of warning (Adultery) He never said he loved her that much She didn't act like she cared at all for conversation So when you're living without being touched There's no surprise that there will be deviation Everything's ending, there's no use pretending Our couple are fine Her love is expiring while he sits perspiring Just playing out time Tension builds Just think of the children, he wills as she spills Tears from eyes So tired and blinded by subtext and lies It's adultery Adultery Tears in the morning (Adultery) No sense of warning (Adultery)