I don't know when to start or when to stop   My luck's like a button   I can't stop pushing it   My head feels light   But I'm still in the dark   Seems like without tenderness there's something missing       Tenderness   Where is the    Tenderness   Where is it?       I don't know where I am but I know I don't like it   Open my mouth and out pops something spiteful   Words are so cheap, but they can turn out expensive   Words like conviction can turn into a sentence       I held your hand   Rings but none on your fingers   We danced and danced   but I was scared to go much further with it   Just half a chance   Make sure that one night you're here, but   Next night you're not   It always leaves me searching for a little       Tenderness   Where is the    Tenderness   Where is it?       Whistling in the graveyard   Calling up your girlfriend   Just trying to make you understand   You're squeezing the telephone like it was her hand   No questions (so many questions)   She's gonna catch you out boy   It all seems so underhand   Now hat she's the only thing that ever made you feel like a man, man   Madman madman   Tenderness   Where is the    Tenderness   Where is it?