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?