T he boy with the thorn in his side
Behind the hate red the re lies
A murde rous desire
F or l ove
How can they lo ok into m y eye s
And still they don't bel ieve me
How can they he ar me say th ose wor ds
Still they don't be lieve me
And i f they don't beli eve me n ow
Will they e ver believe me?
An d if they don't beli eve me n ow
Will they ever bel ieve me?
O hhh ohhh ohh h oh hh
The bo y with the thorn in his s ide
Behind the hate red the re lies
A plund ering desire
F or l ove
How can they se e the love in our ey es
And still they don't bel ieve us
And after all t his time
They don't want to believe us
And i f they don't beli eve us n ow
Will they e ver believe us?
An d when you want to l ive how do you start?
Where do you go? Who do you need to kn ow?
O hhh ohhh ohh h oh hh