I Don’t Know What It Is Rufus Wainwright

I don't know what it is
But you got to do it
I don't know where to go
But you got to be there
I don't know where to fall
But I know that its comfortable where
I don't know where it is

Putting all of my time
In learning to care
And a bucket of rhymes
I threw up somewhere
Want a locket of who
Made me lose my perfunctory view
Of all that is around
And of all that I do

So I knock on the door
Take a step that is new
Never been here before
Is there anyone else who's too
In love with beauty?
Playing all of the games
Who thinks three's company
Is there anyone else who has slightly mysterious bruises?
I don't know what it is