Villagers - The Meaning of the Ritual lyrics

My love is selfish
And I bet that yours is too
What is this peculiar word called truth?

My love is selfish
And it cares not who it hurts
It will cut you out to satisfy it's thirst
For the meaning of the ritual
So habitual and cursed

My love is selfish
How it separates the earth
It takes every shiny stone
But leaves the dirt
For the cowards in the corner who
Just don't know what they're worth

They've been twisted by a hollow kind of pain
I can see it in their eyes
But I ignore it every day

'Cause my love is selfish
And it remembers everything
Like the first time it was
Moved enough to sing
How it dangled on that stage just
Like a puppet on a string

The meaning of the ritual
The meaning of the ritual
The meaning of the ritual
The meaning of the ritual
The meaning of the ritual
The meaning of the ritual
The meaning of the ritual