You wear your smileLike it was going out of fashionDress to inflameBut douse any ideas of passionYou carry your love in a trinketHanging round your throatAlways invitingAlways excitingBut I must not take off my coatWell I'm tired of hanging aroundI want somebody newI'm not sure who I've got in mindBut I knowThat it's not youThat it's not youYou ask me questionsThat I never wanted to hearI am the only oneJust until you finish this yearI would murder youIf I had the alibiHere in my handAnd you just laugh'cause you don't understandThat I'm tired of hanging aroundI want somebody newI'm not sureWho I've got in mindBut I know that it's not youIt's not youIt's not youIt's not youIt's not youIt's not youNo it's not youThat it's not youIt's not youIt's not you
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