Sitting on this clumsy chair on a sunday afternoon
Waiting upon something that doesn't really exist.
Something that just makes you look a like silly cartoon
Oh no, don't dare you're hers I won't persist.
I'm just crying, crying for nothing.
Won't you stop playing ?
My poor heart won't stand the dark in which you'll leave it
So come on, move on, and comme catch it
It's falling, falling too deep, way too deep.
It's just a little too late to leave a message after the beep.
Waiting upon something that doesn't really exist.
Something that just makes you look a like silly cartoon
Oh no, don't dare you're hers I won't persist.
I'm just crying, crying for nothing.
Won't you stop playing ?
My poor heart won't stand the dark in which you'll leave it
So come on, move on, and comme catch it
It's falling, falling too deep, way too deep.
It's just a little too late to leave a message after the beep.


