I'd rather not love at all
Than live with a broken heart
I'd rather not feel your touch
Than wonder why I'm lost
It's not about the conquest
You little, little man
It's not about the conquest
I see the sweat in your hands
I'd rather find lust within
Than with you
You make me believe your lies
And you get me so, so high
It's not about the conquest
You little, little man
It's not about the conquest
I see the sweat in your hands
Every time that I looked into your eyes
I thought that I saw something so true
And every time that you held onto my thighs
All that you had faith in was you
Every time that you looked into my eyes
I thought that I saw something so true
Every time that you looked into my eyes....
It's not about the conquest
You little, little man
It's not about the conquest
I see the sweat in your hands
Together we rose, alone I fall
And now when you call, I won't pick up at all
Together we rose, alone I fall
And now when you call, I won't pick up at all
Together we rose, alone I fall
And now when you call, I won't pick up at all
Together we rose, alone I fall
And now when you call, I won't pick up at all
It's not about the conquest
You little, little man
It's not about the conquest
I see the sweat in your hands