Texty: Lloyd Cole. I Am Not Willing.

Never doubting
Always faithful
She returns

She says she loves me
And I could always
Come to her

She can't imagine how
Another lover
Could turn her head

And I'm so grateful
That I'm still willing
To have her home

She says she loves me
She won't forget me
And then she's gone

She thinks that later
We can pick up the pieces
And carry on

And I'd forgive her
Still not suspecting
She could be wrong

Now I'm so grateful
I'm no longer willing
To have her home

Now I'm so grateful
I'm no longer willing
To have her home