He picked me because I was ugly enough
To be unlike the things of his youth
He said he admired my courage and heart
And I'd swear he thought that was the truth

The years took his love
And left only dislike
For these hours in cobwebbed rooms
You must learn to be loathed if you want to be loved
You must dress in ill-stitched costumes

[Chorus]
Love is a fine thing
Love's all you need
Love is answer
Love in deed

He scolds me and shapes me and shows me myself
And shares me with all of his men
I'm the end of his jokes
The word not the wife
To be thanked in a speech now and then

He's my other half, I'm halved when alone
I've learned where my sicknesses lead
Wisdom is nothing, poetry's a sham
There's just fear, and just need

[Chorus]
Love is a fine thing
Love's all you need
Love is answer
Love in deed