Go on and taste your dreams, leave me with the billAnd miss me half as much as you say you willYou can make me believe that you need me stillLove may be a curable disease, but those dreams, they're all like pillsThat may dangle you like a worm out on a lineOr make you the household name like they have advertisedDoes it concern you now, does it even cross your mindThat love could be a myth, a quotation you drew down on the mindIn the light of day what have you got, what if it's all you wantIs there a vest infused by day written on the tongueI don't believe that you want to hurt love and forget the causeBut love can be a myth, a translation and lies can be crossedIf you can taste your dreams, leave me with the billIf you can miss me half as much as you say you willYou can make me believe that you need me stillYour dreams have been a false ID that made you look like someone elseAnd the writing on the wall looked just like water on a windowsillI said love can be a curable diseaseI said love can be a myth, a translation and lies can be crossed*