Why Don't You Love Me?

The Church · Other Songs - The Church

Sometimes you're dressed in Castillian vogue

Other times you speak with a false Scottish brogue

Ruthless, relentless, pursuing your defenseless quarry

Now you say you've been following me through my lives and deaths

From the very first tears, to the last fading breaths

You clean up the mess, you say "I must confess," you say

"I'm sorry"



Some say they've seen you outside of my door

During dark rainy nights when the light is so poor

Maybe they're mistaken or maybe you were just faking evidence

They think you're a man with the body of a libertine

Skin that's so white, clean daylight has never seen

I wonder if you're punishment, or prison, or just providence



You say "Why, why, why

Why, why, why

Why, why, why don't you love me?"



How you danced with the outlaws in the old wild west

Carried a derringer under your vest

I know with a sneer, you claim to have been Guinevere

But I am not Lancelot, I was never King Arthur

I say once again, I'm not the man that you're after

That was a different man - he ain't been here



You say "Why, why, why

Why, why, why

Why, why, why, don't you love me?"



You were there in Florence as I painted the ceiling

On that old riverboat, saw the hands I was dealing

Were you there the night I discovered LSD?

You held my hand through the Straits of Magellan

At the medicine show, snake oil you were sellin'

Wasn't that you? Wasn't that me?



You say "Why, why, why

Why, why, why

Why, why, why, don't you love me?"



On the brink of the moon, at the foot of the Andes

The mouth of the river as we washed in the Ganges

Pulled the arrow out my eye at Hastings



You washed my brow as I lay in a fever

You were the fulcrum, I was the lever

I'm not a believer, it's just all your time you are wasting



You were a prisoner in a tower, a damsel in distress

Love hold us in thrall, my eternal mistress

You've been my wife, my lover, my sister, my mother, my maid

My partner, my consort, my bit on the side

My darling, my sweetheart, my hope and my pride

And all because of some stupid lyrics on 'The Blurred Crusade'



You say "Why, why, why

Why, why, why

Why, why, why don't you love me?"