My mother said if she couldn't love The physical way a woman should Then where else could she could go When the sisters and the fathers can't save her soul Send them in, see them on If she can't find a lover she'll fashion one Imaginary man, like the burnt out poets in the hinterland The phoenix says The devil says The serpent says The siren says Why does it hurt when my heart misses a beat? The Hourglass sees what shelf-life does She asked exactly: Tell me what is love But breathing life alone to where the priests and the prophets and the saints not go? Imagine hurt, imagine tears She opened up until she disappeared And vanished hand in hand With all the long gone children dropped in Neverland The phoenix says (Burn for me) The devil says (Lie for me) The serpent says (Beg for me) The siren says (Die for me) Why does it hurt when my heart misses a beat?