1. True Love Leaves No Traces 4:22
2. Iodine 5:00
3. Paper Thin Hotel 5:38
4. Memories 5:54
5. I Left A Woman Waiting 3:24
6. Don't Go Home With Your Hard-On 5:32
7. Fingerprints 2:54
8. Death of a Ladies' Man 9:17

As the mist leaves no scar 
On the dark green hill 
So my body leaves no scar 
On you and never will 

Through windows in the dark 
The children come, the children go 
Like arrows with no targets 
Like shackles made of snow 

True love leaves no traces 
If you and I are one 
It's lost in our embraces 
Like stars against the sun 

As a falling leaf may rest 
A moment on the air 
So your head upon my breast 
So my hand upon your hair 

And many nights endure 
Without a moon or star 
So we will endure 
When one is gone and far 

True love leaves no traces 
If you and I are one 
It's lost in our embraces 
Like stars against the sun 

I needed you, I knew I was in danger 
of losing what I used to think was mine 
You let me love you till I was a failure, 
You let me love you till I was a failure -- 
Your beauty on my bruise like iodine 

I asked you if a man could be forgiven 
And though I failed at love, was this a crime? 
You said, Don't worry, don't worry, darling 
You said, Don't worry, don't you worry, darling 
There are many ways a man can serve his time 

You covered up that place I could not master 
It wasn't dark enough to shut my eyes 
So I was with you, O sweet compassion 
Yes I was with you, O sweet compassion 
Compassion with the sting of iodine 

Your saintly kisses reeked of iodine 
Your fragrance with a fume of iodine 
And pity in the room like iodine 

Your sister fingers burned like iodine 
And all my wanton lust was iodine 
My masquerade of trust was iodine 
And everywhere the flare of iodine 

The walls of this hotel are paper-thin 
Last night I heard you making love to him 
The struggle mouth to mouth and limb to limb 
The grunt of unity when he came in 

I stood there with my ear against the wall 
I was not seized by jealousy at all 
In fact a burden lifted from my soul 
I learned that love was out of my control 
A heavy burden lifted from my soul 
I heard that love was out of my control 

I listened to your kisses at the door 
I never heard the world so clear before 
You ran your bath and you began to sing 
I felt so good I couldn't feel a thing 

I stood there with my ear against the wall ... 

And I can't wait to tell you to your face 
And I can't wait for you to take my place 
You are The Naked Angel In My Heart 
You are The Woman With Her Legs Apart 
It's written on the walls of this hotel 
You go to heaven once you've been to hell 

A heavy burden lifted from my soul 
I heard that love was out of my control 

Frankie Lane, he was singing Jezebel 
I pinned an Iron Cross to my lapel 
I walked up to the tallest and the blondest girl 
I said, Look, you don't know me now but very soon you will 
So won't you let me see 
I said "won't you let me see" 
I said "won't you let me see 
Your naked body?" 

Just dance me to the dark side of the gym 
Chances are I'll let you do most anything 
I know you're hungry, I can hear it in your voice 
And there are many parts of me to touch, you have your choice 
Ah but no you cannot see 
She said "no you cannot see" 
She said "no you cannot see 
My naked body" 

So We're dancing close, the band is playing Stardust 
Balloons and paper streamers floating down on us 
She says, You've got a minute left to fall in love 
In solemn moments such as this I have put my trust 
And all my faith to see 
I said all my faith to see 
I said all my faith to see 
Her naked body 

I left a woman waiting 
I met her sometime later 
She said, I see your eyes are dead 
What happened to you, lover? 
What happened to you, my lover? 
What happened to you, lover? 
What happened to you? 

And since she spoke the truth to me 
I tried to answer truthfully 
Whatever happened to my eyes 
Happened to your beauty 
Happened to your beauty 
What happened to your beauty 
Happened to me 

We took ourselves to someone's bed 
And there we fell together 
Quick as dogs and truly dead were we 
And free as running water 
Free as running water 
Free as running water 
Free as you and me 
The way it's got to be 
The way it's got to be, lover 

I was born in a beauty salon 
My father was a dresser of hair 
My mother was a girl you could call on 
When you called she was always there 

When you called she was always there 
When you called she was always there 
When you called she was always there 
When you called she was always there 

Ah but don't go home with your hard-on 
It will only drive you insane 
You can't shake it (or break it) with your Motown 
You can't melt it down in the rain 

You can't melt it down in the rain 
You can't melt it down in the rain 
You can't melt it down in the rain 

I've looked behind all of the faces 
That smile you down to you knees 
And the lips that say, Come on, taste us 
And when you try to they make you say Please 

When you try to they make you say Please 
When you try to they make you say Please 
When you try to they make you say Please 
When you try to they make you say Please 

Ah but don't go home with your hard-on ... 

Here come's your bride with her veil on 
Approach her, you wretch, if you dare 
Approach her, you ape with your tail on 
Once you have her she'll always be there 

Once you have her she'll always be there 
Once you have her she'll always be there 
Once you have her she'll always be there 
Once you have her she'll always be there 

Ah but don't go home with your hard-on ... 

So I work in that same beauty salon 
I'm chained to the old masquerade 
The lipstick, the shadow, the silicone 
I follow my father's trade 

I follow my father's trade 
Yes I follow my father's trade 
Yes I follow my father's trade 
Yes I follow my father's trade 

Ah but don't go home with your hard-on 
It will only drive you insane 
You can't shake it (or break it) with your Motown 
You can't melt it down in the rain 
You can't melt it down ...
   ...

I touched you once too often 
Now I don't know who I am 
My fingerprints were missing 
When I wiped away the jam 

Yes I called my fingerprints all night 
But they don't seem to care 
The last time that I saw them 
They were leafing through your hair 

Fingerprints, fingerprints 
Where are you now my fingerprints? 

Yeah I thought I'd leave this morning 
So I emptied out your drawer 
A hundred thousand fingerprints 
They floated to the floor 

You know you hardly stopped to pick them up 
You don't care what you lose 
Ah you don't even seem to know 
Whose fingerprints are whose 

Fingerprints, fingerprints 
Where are you now my fingerprints? 

And now you want to marry me 
You want to take me down the aisle 
You want to throw confetti fingerprints 
You know that's not my style 

O sure I'd like to marry you 
But I can't face the dawn 
With any girl who knew me 
When my fingerprints were on 

Fingerprints, fingerprints 
Where are you now my fingerprints? 

Fingerprints, oh fingerprints 
Where are you now my fingerprints? 

Ah the man she wanted all her life was hanging by a thread 
"I never even knew how much I wanted you," she said. 
His muscles they were numbered and his style was obsolete. 
"O baby, I have come too late." She knelt beside his feet. 
"I'll never see a face like yours in years of men to come 
I'll never see such arms again in wrestling or in love." 
And all his virtues burning in the smoky Holocaust 
She took unto herself most everything her lover lost 

Now the master of this landscape he was standing at the view 
with a sparrow of St. Francis that he was preaching to 
She beckoned to the sentry of his high religious mood 
She said, "I'll make a place between my legs, 
I'll show you solitude." 

He offered her an orgy in a many mirrored room 
He promised her protection for the issue of her womb 
She moved her body hard against a sharpened metal spoon 
She stopped the bloody rituals of passage to the moon 

She took his much admired oriental frame of mind 
and the heart-of-darkness alibi his money hides behind 
She took his blonde madonna and his monastery wine -- 
"This mental space is occupied and everything is mine." 

He tried to make a final stand beside the railway track 
She said, "The art of longing's over and it's never coming back." 
She took his tavern parliament, his cap, his cocky dance, 
she mocked his female fashions and his working-class moustache. 

The last time that I saw him he was trying hard to get 
a woman's education but he's not a woman yet 
And the last time that I saw her she was living with some boy 
who gives her soul an empty room and gives her body joy. 

So the great affair is over but whoever would have guessed 
it would leave us all so vacant and so deeply unimpressed 
It's like our visit to the moon or to that other star 
I guess you go for nothing if you really want to go that far. 

It's like our visit to the moon or to that other star 
I guess you go for nothing if you really want to go that far. 

It's like our visit to the moon or to that other star 
I guess you go for nothing if you really want to go that far.