You wear your smile
Like it was going out of fashion
Dress to inflame
But douse any ideas of passion
You carry your love in a trinket
Hanging round your throat
Always exciting
Always inviting
Well I'm tired of hanging around It's not you
I want someone new
But I must not take off my coat
I'm not sure who I've got in mind You ask me questions
But I know
That I never wanted to hear
I am the only one
Just until you finish this year
I would murder you
If I had an alibi
Beause you don't understand
Here in my hand
But you just laugh That I'm tired of hanging around
I want somebody new
I'm not sure
Who I've got in mind
But I know that it's not you
It's not you
It's not you
It's not you.
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