It seems we were never in love you know
T'was just a drop in the old serotonin.
Our dreams were never a rosy glow
but that sweet noradrenaline flowin'.

My testosterone levels were through the roof
They made me unbearably needy
That was why I just couldn't remain aloof.
Now we know why you found me so greedy.

Our b-phenyl ethylamine upped our stress,
caused the heartache of saying goodnight.
Parting, sweet sorrow? Chemical distress
And not a cupid's arrow in flight.

It is clear to me now the discovery's made
That the feelings we thought were sublime
Were in fact, all along, a hormonal cascade
Which levelled itself out over time.

I have been to the doctors to get something new
Which will light up my fire like a match.
I was reading the paper; it had a review
Of a new, gal's testosterone patch.

The romance you're always complaining was dead?
The lusting presumed gone away?
Get ready my darling and stand by your bed
For I got the prescription today.