I’m a goddamned cheat/I’m a gifted liar. But, oh you should have seen me as a child. To be loved is nice/but it’s hardly essential. But oh you should have seen me as a child. Chorus-Not tonight not tonight, took some pills and now we’re tired. Not tonight not tonight, we can’t sleep ‘cuz we’re so tired. The right thing aint easy/or even interesting. But oh you should have seen me as a child. To be loved is oppressive/you know that better than most, but oh…When we finally get to sleep, meet the child we almost had, and you know she’ll be sweet (brave) and we’ll name her Velouria.