She said get off your ******* knee
If you're looking for my guarantee
A certificate won't help you, see;

The last thing I'll be is claimed
Cause too many times I've been maimed
By wild promises that couldn't be
Tamed

Cause she don't want to be a statistic
And loving shouldn't need contracts or logistics
Its melted into us
Read the cryptics

She said the only rings I want to see
Are the ones around your eyes when you're 83
And you've still got that gleam when you're look at me