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 Iīm tired of hanging around
I want somebody new
Iīm not sure who Iīve got in mind
But I know
That itīs not you
That itīs 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
īcause you donīt understand
That Iīm tired of hanging around
I want somebody new
Iīm not sure
Who Iīve got in mind
But I know that itīs not you
Itīs not you
Itīs not you
Itīs not you
Itīs not you
Itīs not you
No itīs not you
That itīs not you
Itīs not you
Itīs not you
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