Fighting For Love (Sex Times Three version)

When you open up your robe, I don't know how to respond
I picked out the undergarments that you still have on
Even though I know this can never be
When you move out, you're not taking the antiques
I try to entertain, but I guess it comes out wrong
Sometimes what's in arms reach is what you needed all along
Even though I thought that this can never be
I'm about to blow a grand on the head of security

I don't want to fight over the girl in front of me
Fighting for love is like fucking for virginity
Oh woe is I, oh poor pitiful me
Fighting for love is like fucking for virginity

You're tied to the stake and they're pelting you with rocks
And you seem to think that I am just trying to pick your locks
Now I'm really sure that this can never be
Because I'm the one begging for release

I don't want to fight over the girl in front of me
Fighting for love is like fucking for virginity
Oh woe is I, oh poor pitiful me
Fighting for love is like fucking for virginity
I'm ashamed to call myself a man sometimes
Especially with a woman like you
If it were up to me... it's never up to me

I don't want to fight over the girl in front of me
Fighting for love is like fucking for virginity
Oh woe is I, oh poor pitiful me
Fighting for love is like fucking for virginity