Iodine Lyrics - Death Of A Ladies' Man - Leonard Cohen

I needed you, I knew I was in danger 

Of losing what I used to think was mine 

You let me love you till I was a failure, 

You let me love you till I was a failure 

Your beauty on my bruise like iodine 

I asked you if a man could be forgiven 

And though I failed at love, was this a crime? 

You said, Don't worry, don't worry, darling 

You said, Don't worry, don't you worry, darling 

There are many ways a man can serve his time 

You covered up that place I could not master 

It wasn't dark enough to shut my eyes 

So I was with you, O sweet compassion 

Yes I was with you, O sweet compassion 

Compassion with the sting of iodine 

Your saintly kisses reeked of iodine 

Your fragrance with a fume of iodine 

And pity in the room like iodine 

Your sister fingers burned like iodine 

And all my wanton lust was iodine 

My masquerade of trust was iodine 

And everywhere the flare of iodine