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 inviting, always exciting, but I must not take off my coat

Well, 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, that it's not you

You ask me questions 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 here in my hand
But you just laugh because you don't understand

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

That it's not you, that it's not you, that it's not you, that it's not you

That it's not you, no, it's not you, that it's not you, it's not you, it's not you

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