Tell me what it is, it isn't fair
But i'm wasting time, cos it isn't my heart, it isn't my fault
And every situation understands, well
The anecdote of chasing the locations to your doors yeah yeah da da
'cos i'm wasting time, i'm wasting money again
And all the cigarettes that i have never smoked
And all the letters that i have never sent
He was sitting by the swimming pool