At The Heart Of Love - Gruff Rhys

Well of all the lonely men

In the whole wide world

You just came into my life

Struck at my heart

With a surgical knife

With the kind of expertise

Usually reserved for

Only the top fifteen percent

But I’m not counting up cent after cent

Well I tasted envy;

It tasted heavy

Now roll over

I tasted fear;

It cost me dear

So roll over

Over again

As envy remains

At the heart of love

Heart of love

Well I fell into a well

Whilst looking at the stars

You just tossed me down a rope

Lifted me back up that slippery slope

And although the skies are gray

I keep my conscience clear

And it’s futile to contest;

I was a guest at the fountain of tears

Well I tasted envy;

It tasted heavy

Now roll over

I tasted fear;

It cost me dear

So roll over

Over again

As envy remains

At the heart of love

Heart of love

Jealousy

Is a currency

At the heart of love

There’s a cavity

At the heart of Love

Heart of love