Hustler

It's not easy on my bed sheets It's not easy on my nerves It's not easy on my conscience It's not easy on my soul This is not what you wanted What you wanted for me I know that much now My apologies You will call me a harlot You will call me a whore But see I'm a man now I'm worth so much more But I've got the heart of a hustler With a hustler's pain I've got the heart of a hustler With all a hustler's shame I've got the body of a lover With a masochist's brain I've got the heart of a hustler I'm playing a dangerous game The mind says, "No, sir" But the body says, "Please" The heart stays silent Such a silent tease And I don't know why I'm telling you this Maybe I've got to get it off my unholy chest There's a road much travelled But one I haven't walked down yet And it calls my name (it calls my name) Yes it calls my name It's a darker path And it calls my name I've got the heart of a hustler With a hustler's pain I've got the heart of a hustler With all a hustler's shame I've got the body of a lover With a masochist's brain I've got the heart of a hustler I'm playing a dangerous game I've got the heart of a hustler With a hustler's pain I've got the heart of a hustler With all a hustler's shame I've got the body of a lover With a masochist's brain I've got the heart of a hustler I'm playing a dangerous game I've got a hustler's heart I've got a hustler's heart I've got a hustler's heart I've got a hustler's heart I've got a hustler's heart I've got a hustler's heart I've got a hustler's heart I've got a hustler's heart (Heart, heart, heart, heart) (Heart, heart, heart, heart)