Elvis Costello - "The Name Of This Thing Is Not Love" lyrics

There's a part of this feeling that I just cannot kill

But the name of this thing is not love
And I can't take a potion, and I won't take a pill

So it tortures me still

But the name of this thing is not love

Then you start entertaining such a terrible thought

Life is so very short

And the name of this thing is not love

There's a bruise on her arm

And some blood on the floor

But the name of this thing is not love
And they're taunting some girl

She can't take anymore

That they claim to adore

But the name of this thing is not love

Who in the world do you think that you are'
That you pushed me this far

But the name of this thing is not love

He thinks of her still
Although you'd never guess

He's trying so to forget her
The occasional moments that he'll always bless

Watching her dress

For worse or better

He watched her pick over her broken playthings
What played on his mind is not love

The cast aside tokens and discarded rings

Over one of his flings

But the name of this thing is not love

Then he threw something down in the wild rushing river
And won't ever recover

But the name of this thing is not love

Then you start out pretending that you're so very tough
Life is not short enough

But the name of this thing is not love