Will you be my shelter whenever it's raining
When it's pouring down hail
And the sun won't shine anymore
Will you be my pillow my pillow to lie on
To hold and rely on
When I'm dirty downbeat and sore
I've spent too long chasing 'round fortunes
Living a cartoon existence it's true
When all I can give you is clichéd old love songs
These clichés in their love songs for you to pick through
Sometimes you look the other way
Whenever I'm wild drunk and astray
Sometimes you hide the pain
That I surely bring you
When all I can give you is clichéd old love songs
These clichés in their love songs for you to pick through
For you to pick through