Well, you
can take your attitude
You're
out of luck, you've gone way too far
If you
think there's any chance I'm gonna stay
How long
can I string you along?
How little
of myself can I give
And still
make you believe I care?
At the
risk of sounding trite
Why the
fuck do you think you're right
About
every little thing that you say?
And do
you think that it is right
For Tom
to spend another night
Writing
songs about all the people he thinks are gay?
How long
can I string you along?
How little
of myself can I give
And still
make you believe I care?
How long
can I string you along
How little
of myself can I give
And still
make you believe I care?