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 Im tired of hanging around
I want somebody new
Im not sure who Ive got in mind
But I know
That its not you
That its 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 the alibi
Here in my hand
And you just laugh
cause you dont understand
That Im tired of hanging around
I want somebody new
Im not sure
Who Ive got in mind
But I know that its not you
Its not you
Its not you
Its not you
Its not you
Its not you
No its not you
That its not you
Its not you
Its not you
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