Catatonia

Somebody told me youd found new bonhomie
Going places youd never go with me
I felt myself became a bitter old shrew
Oh Id have bitten you in two if you would let me
Id look deadly as a nun
Martyrdom does not become me
Ill find love in vanity
Somebody told me youd found places to go
New people to know, new ladies and so
I felt myself become a bitter old shrew
Id have bitten her in two if you would let me
If I dont laugh what do I do
If I dont laugh and see this through
I shouldnt eve think of you
Allow me one extravagance