It's no good, it's no good to try and make me choose
Anyway you try to untie it will only tighten the noose
You take my legs and he takes my head. Right here on the couch you can take me to bed.
Or take pictures, or take pictures

I hear what you whisper to each other when you think I'm asleep
And I know what we do is not love though our love runs deep.
If you let me go you would know you that you both don't need me
But what would I be without us three? I'd be lost completely.

I didn't realize at first that this power was a curse that bleeds me
And what's worse, these words I rehearse, they no longer please me
Nothing to be done so we drink and we run in a threesome
And the audiences claps are like slaps I know they don't mean them

Cause I hear what they say across the cafes 'she's a demon'
And I've been drinking for two it's true, but it's a way to try and beat them
The voices that come in the night that say I'm washed up and done
And what will I be divided by three, less than one.