the moon's too bright
the chain's too tight
the beast won't go to sleep.
I've been thinking of those promises I made
to you that I could not keep.
I know a man never got a woman back
by beggin on his knees,
or I'd crawl to you baby
and I'd fall at your feet
I'd howl at your beauty like a dog in heat
I'd tear at your heart
I'd claw at your sheets
And I'd say please.
Please.
I'm your man.

Autor: L. Cohen