You don't have to cut a hole in my head
To let your love flow in.
You don't need to slash little tick marks in my arm
Trying to keep track of the times I say
I love you - again and again.
My memory of you, photographic;
You make my heart go psychopathic;
I couldn't live without the graphic
Whirlwind you spin.
You don't need to saw off my legs.
I promise I will never
Walk away from you.
You don't have to carve your name
In my skull, if it's all the same,
I know our love is true.