the boy with the thorn in his side
behind the hatred there lies
a murderous desire
for love
but how can she look into my eyes
still she don't believe me
how can she hear me say those words
still she don't believe me
and if she don't believe me now
will she ever believe me
and if she don't believe me now
will she ever believe me
the boy with the thorn in his side
behind the hatred there lies
a plundering desire
for love
how can she look the love in our eyes
still she don't believe us
and after all this time
she don't want to believe us
and if she don't believe us now
will she ever believe us
and if you want to live
how do you start
where do you go
how am i supposed to know