Your fruitless romance
You always dance
Around words anyway
I've waited before
And I'll wait until
You go and break
Your heart again
It's always
The same, sad story
You'll bring to me
And I'll listen,
That's what I do
And in two weeks time
You will find
Yourself in
Another loser's arms
Asking for my approval
And I'll say okay
It's what I always do
Wouldn't you know it?
I do it only for you.
