All it's been with other lovers A necessary release An automatic relief A nagging will to be desired by anyone All it's been with other lovers A druken night in each other A touch of elbow in the crowd When all abandon is allowed I try to feel it with someone new But all it does is remind me of you All it's been with other lovers I overwrite you for the night An aftertaste of bitter fright A crippling fear of growing old without you All it's been with other lovers I bury my hand into the sand Abandon all these silly plans Disguise myself into a dove And make sure you think I'm in love with another I try to feel it with someone new But all it does is remind me of you