I needed you, I knew I was in danger   of losing what I used to think was mine   You let me love you till I was a failure,   You let me love you till I was a failure --   Your beauty on my bruise like iodine   I asked you if a man could be forgiven   And though I failed at love, was this a crime?   You said, Don't worry, don't worry, darling   You said, Don't worry, don't you worry, darling   There are many ways a man can serve his time      You covered up that place I could not master   It wasn't dark enough to shut my eyes   So I was with you, O sweet compassion   Yes I was with you, O sweet compassion   Compassion with the sting of iodine      Your saintly kisses reeked of iodine   Your fragrance with a fume of iodine   And pity in the room like iodine      Your sister fingers burned like iodine   And all my wanton lust was iodine   My masquerade of trust was iodine   And everywhere the flare of iodine