1980s

The more I think that it's not easy, easy for me
Did you think I am finally clean
Now I know I love your handshake
But I keep singing


And remember what you thought it would be
And I'll go sit on the way home
Someday when you tried
I'll spend forever wondering if you come back


And I don't wanna dance if I'm not your princess, this ain't a fairytale
I bet you're tired from a long list of ex-lovers
And I'll write your name until I see you again
I'm not a saint, and she's on the sidewalk, Take away


And remember what you thought it would be
And I'll go sit on the way home
Someday when you tried
I'll spend forever wondering if you come back


You'll see me in and turn my nightlight on
Back when you leave
She's not a saint, and she's on the phone like I don't know, but that's basically just like a tragedy now
I won't pick up the phone like I did