Starting to Come to Me

It’s started to come to me
Your new career would probably end like this
All that professional lipstick pressed into an amateur kiss
Farewell to the studied lines and carefully broken hearts
The overpowering perfume and the glimpse of her garter
Mingling with the sweet smoldering scent of the martyr
Well it’s starting to come to me (come to me, come to me)
Starting to come to me
So you began to recognize the well-dressed man that everybody loves
It started when you chopped off all the fingers of those pony skin gloves
Then you cut a hole out where the love-light used to shine
Your tears of pleasure equal measure crocodile and brine
You try to laugh it off saying «i knew all the time…
But it’s starting to come to me» (come to me, come to me)
Starting to come to me
Sometimes you bring me down to play reluctant confidant
You say you may reward him if he gives you what you want
But these are days to treasure and to hold
They are much too precious to be sold
You’d probably play the pirate if you weren’t so busy digging up the gold
Now you could tell he wanted you 'cause you almost taste it on his breath
But you always cheated life just like the bold dare-devil cheated death
Incidentally, late last night your understudy finally got what you deserve
In private she’s seductive but in public she’s prim, porcelain and nervous
Afraid someone will recognize the shame in her eyes
You’ve still got your dignity or the next best disguise
You never know when to say no and when to compromise
But it’s starting to come to me (come to me, come to me)
Starting to come to me (come to me, come to me)
Starting to come to me