With Isabella Rossellini



She fell in love with my singing



She knew the bells started ringing



She thought there was only her there



But, me, I just live for the clapping



A hand delivery of an invite to my premiere



(Nikki Sin version): I sent him tickets for my new film



When he fell in love, I was acting



I sent her flowers, asked her to marry me



But all I heard was their clapping



Now she cries with a cigarette at the window



He croons and moans like he's hurting



She cries so well



He croons and moans, just croons and moans



Now, I never thought [I had no idea] that she needed direction



And he was at the mercy of his writers



For the songs I needed [for me] to touch her



Those sad, sad songs to make me happy



Now she cries with a cigarette at the window



He croons and moans like he's hurting



She cries so well



He croons and moans, just croons and moans



We re-enact the love scenes from her/my movies



But I never thought, but she uses a stand-in



His voice is croakier every day now



And she cries so well



..........Oooooh, I'm hurting.......



...........Go away, go away...