cuz i know i've seen you somewhere before
we had a life but it is never more
now i'm alone in my room and i'm waiting to die
and you said "this won't last"
then you threw it out to the dogs in the street
they crushed it under their dirty hind feet
picked up the pieces and threw them all out in the trash
this time i'm lookin' for
something i didn't have before
somebody who will take up my time
somebody who won't mess with my mind
don't bother calling i'll never be home
with boys like you i'm better off on my own
then i put it into a red flannel sack
stuffed it under my bed at the back
i dripped the wax on the face of your photograph
this time i'm lookin' for
something i didn't have before
somebody who will take up my time
somebody who is clever and kind
don't bother calling i'll never be home
with boys like you i'm better off on my own
yeah with boys like you i'm better off on my own