So all your letter she read, and made a scene at the restaurant; she usually just reads between the lines.
Suspicion bells, she read the lines themselves
and I just sat there soaked in cheap red wine.

Could we rehearse that one more time?
Forgot almost every single line.

Chorus
I don't know why, I don't know why, you've gotta know I know you.
I got it right, I got it right, I gotta
know who owns you
Say what you mean, say what you mean, not just what you think, sells.
I hear the ring, I hear the ring I hear the distant knells, of suspicion bells.

With futile hopes I cling, from the colour TV screen, I wait for fame and fortune to arrive, but I'm falling face down, waving at the stars that drive by, sucking on cigarettes soaked in cheap red wine.

These days aren't that hard to find
It's just I've wasted so much time

Repeat Chorus