Made For This

She kept a locket and a promise, said she'll love him till she dies

But she was spotted in the garden wearing silk on a summer night

Kept a picture of her mister in that locket 'round her throat

But at the motel, she had wrote down a name that was not her own

Imagine the look when she walked in

Darling, the walls are paper thin

Heard every word through the door

We know that you're a—

Why do they call it love when it sounds like a mayday?

Could somebody save me? Whoa

Honey, I'm burning up, and I know what you're saying

I wasn't made for this, whoa

Whoa

I wasn't made for this

Who would've thought it? "What a harlot," thought the bellman in his head

As he carried someone married's handbag to a bachelor's bed

As he was leaving, heard her screaming and a pounding on the wall

"What an affair," said the concierge as a banging filled the hall

Imagine the look when she walked in

Darling, the walls are paper thin

Heard every word through the door

We know that you're a—

Why do they call it love when it sounds like a mayday?

Could somebody save me? Whoa

Honey, I'm burning up, and I know what you're saying

I wasn't made for this

Whoa

I wasn't made for this, whoa

Whoa

I wasn't made for this, whoa

She kept a locket and a promise, said she'll love him till she dies

"What a crime scene," said the police, she stopped loving him that night

Said she'll love him till she dies, she'll stop loving him after tonight

Said she'll love him till she dies, she'll stop loving him after tonight

Why do they call it love when it sounds like a mayday?

Could somebody save me? Whoa

Honey, I'm burning up, and I know what you're saying

I wasn't made for this