You used to write me letters, you'd send me records in the post,
Like 'Born To Run', by Springsteen, you knew the songs I love the most,
But with the sweetest sorrow, I told you some things just won't last,
For you and I are passed our dancing days.
I said it's not your fault, I lied,
and I don't have time to watch you cry,
And I'm thinking Romeo must die, ai, ai, ai, ai.
I tried to treat you gently, I said I'd always be your friend,
But now your hands are empty, you don't know how to let this end,
So with the sweetest sorrow, let me spell it out for you,
For you and I are passed our dancing days.
I said it's not your fault, I lied,
and I don't have time to watch you cry,
And I'm thinking Romeo must die, ai, ai, ai, ai.
Did you think I wouldn't notice
As if I wouldn't bat an eye
Did you think that you could hide it
All of your violent delights
Did you think I wouldn't notice
As if I wouldn't bat an eye
Did you think that you could hide it
All of your violent delights
I said it's not your fault, I lied,
and I don't have time to watch you cry,
And I'm thinking Romeo must die, ai, ai, ai, ai.
I said it's not your fault, I lied,
and I don't have time to watch you cry,
And I'm thinking Romeo must die, ai, ai, ai, ai.