Don't you know I've always been this way? I look to you through the workweek And I love a man in uniform Because he loves me like a slot machine From the valley of loose women In the cruel light of morning Call out my name Like something from the bottom of a well How I want, how I need How I cling to your sleeves Till they're like lacerated sails But in the night I am someone else Don't you know it's always been the same? A pure woman is hard to find To come by these days And I know the looks of urge and scorn And I know the role I'm meant to play The role of the other woman Who will spend her life longing Call out my name Like something from the bottom of a well How I want, how I need How I cling to your sleeves Till they're all fucked beyond repair But in the night I am someone else