It only took me three hang ups to
Come to the conclusion that
He is Life's way of saying:
Thanks for playing!
Here's your Consolation Prize!
It only took me two nights
Without sleeping to realize
I'm in this until the end.
Better still, it only took me one
Drunken phone call to tell you
Exactly what is on my mind.
Somewhere in this ecstasy of a rebellion
I cuddle close to a bad boy sitting on a couch
Thinking about how I really shouldn't
But oh how I want to.
I ask myself to be honest when finding
Why it is I want to be there or here or really with him.
Maybe it's because I've become so cynical
I've settled for a let-down.
I know exactly what I'm getting,
I know what I'm in for.
I can count on him to let me down
In the most tragically predictable ways.
I don't wait on phone calls I know
I'll never get.
I don't hold my breath for roses that might
Show up on my doorstep and wilt a week later.
I don't go to bed at night and dream of a white wedding
Because I know that
I lost that dream a long time ago.
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