You don't know that I felt good when we up and parted. You don't know I'm knocked on wood, gladly broken hearted. Worrying is through, I sleep at night, appetite and health restored. You don't know how much I'm bored. The sleepless nights, the daily fights, the quick to bargain when you reach the heights. I miss the kisses and I miss the bites, I wish I were in love again. The broken dates, the endless waits, the lovely loving and the hateful hates, the conversation with the flying plates, I wish I were in love again. No despair, no more care, I'm all there but I would rather be Gaga. The pulled out fur of Cap'n Kerr, the fine mismating of him and her, I've learned my lesson but I wish I were in love again. The furtive sigh, the blackened eye, the words I'll love you till the day I die, the self-deception that believes the lie, I wish I were in love again. When love congeals, it soon reveals the faint aroma of performing seals, the double crossing of a pair of heels, I wish I were in love again. No more pain, no more strain, now I'm sane but I'd rather be punch drunk. Believe me, sir, I'd much prefer the classic battle of a him and her, I don't like quiet and I wish I were in love again, again, again, again, again and again. I wish I were in love again.