We write books but never finish them Always skipping pages, to the end I couldn't keep you in suspense, Nothing thrills anymore Don't I tempt you anymore? Writers of the classic sort, Dead romantics right down to our cores But then I get tired, and you get bored Waiting for me to say, something new and brave That will change you evil ways Oh how a lonely heart desires, To be set on fire With the words that won't expire: You set me on fire I live my life a bit too free Waiting for you to discover me But then our bodies touch, and we can't breathe Oh it was way to smothering, it was suffocating me In everything we'd be Oh how a lonely heart desires, To be set on fire With the words that won't expire: You set me on fire How a lonely heart desires, To be set on fire With the words that won't expire: You set me on fire You left me here, you left me right And fled poetically into the night You were gorgeous but not worth my time You weren't worth my time You set me on fire You set me on fire How a lonely heart desires, To be set on fire With the words that won't expire: You set me on fire You set me on fire You set me on fire!