Well of all the lonely men In the whole wide world You jusy came into my life Struck at my heart with a surgical knife With the kind of expertise Usually reserved for Only the top point-three percent But I'm not counting up cent after cent Well I tasted envy It tasted heavy Now roll over, roll over, roll over, roll over I tasted fear It cost me dear Now roll over, roll over, roll over, roll over Over again As envy remains at the heart of love Heart of love Heart of love Heart of love Well I fell into a well Whilst looking at the stars You just tossed me down a rope Lifted me back up that slippery slope And although the skies are gray I kept my conscience clear And it's futile to contest I was a guest at the fountain of tears Well I tasted envy It tasted heavy Now roll over, roll over, roll over, roll over I tasted fear It cost me dear Now roll over, roll over, roll over, roll over Over again As envy remains at the heart of love Heart of love Heart of love Heart of love Jealousy is a currency At the Heart of love There's a cavity At the heart of love Heart of love Heart of love Heart of love