N.C. I'm living with a guilty secret, deep in my heart Living in a guilty secret life We meet at night, we stay out late And we avoid the man who makes her life so bad 'Cause he doesn't want her, the way that I want her He doesn't need her the way I do The phone is hot with whispered words And when we can't speak, we have textual delight 'Cause he doesn't need her, the way that I need her He doesn't love her the way I do Chorus: