I don't know when to start or when to stop

My luck's like a button

I can't stop pushing it

My head feels light

But I'm still in the dark

Seems like without tenderness there's something missing



Tenderness

Where is the

Tenderness

Where is it?



I don't know where I am but I know I don't like it

Open my mouth and out pops something spiteful

Words are so cheap, but they can turn out expensive

Words like conviction can turn into a sentence



I held your hand

Rings but none on your fingers

We danced and danced

but I was scared to go much further with it

Just half a chance

Make sure that one night you're here, but

Next night you're not

It always leaves me searching for a little



Tenderness

Where is the

Tenderness

Where is it?



Whistling in the graveyard

Calling up your girlfriend

Just trying to make you understand

You're squeezing the telephone like it was her hand

No questions (so many questions)

She's gonna catch you out boy

It all seems so underhand

Now hat she's the only thing that ever made you feel like a man, man

Madman madman

Tenderness

Where is the

Tenderness

Where is it?