I'm not such a good lover I'm a better talker So when you touch me there I'm scared that you'll see Not the way that I don't love you but the way that I don't love myself And there are things these days that can help you through a phase Like food and health and fear; I prefer the beer Not the way that I don't love you but the way that I hate myself Oh when the cityscape is borne from the ocean floor It speaks its native tongue physical subliminal Not the way that I left you cold but the way that you left yourself When the moon falls from the earth And the sun it fills its girth  And I know we'll go hard at the night  oh hard at the night But still the sun will not hide our fight  oh hide our fight Oh I laugh a lot but that's just a plot I found a way to make the night stay Not the way that I don't love you but the way that I hate myself It was Oprah on the TV show - she told me so                   It was Oprah on the TV show - she told me so                   Not the way that I don't love you but the way that I love myself