Sunlight questions my bonesnMoonlight leaves me alonenI like it, that's where I found my soulnnWhen I'm right, I have no friendsnWhen I'm wrong, I can pretend thatnNothing answers me in this worldnnYou can tell by the look on my facenA look of complete misapprehensionnSo I'll do the washing up without making a fussnWhen I'm through, I'll make love to younnYou can tell it all by the look on my facenA look of unedited alienationnSo I'll do the cleaning up, quietly remove all the dirtnWhen I'm through, I'll make love to you