It must be how you look
When you woke up Or got choked up Ruby eyes bloodshot
See the way you can’t sit still
With no mention
But attention
For a dead flower
So I write, write, write
All the things I didn’t miss
And despite, spite, spite
My conclusion is Nobody wants you
Nobody wants you
Like I do It must be what you said
Just the wrong time
To be laughing
What goes through that head
And you won’t just act your age
So you dance it Too romantic
Put me on display
Excuses, abuses
You’ve used me up My patience can’t take it
I’ve had enough
It must be meant to be When you make up From the breakup
So now I see