once again i dont practice what i preach
i find myself moving to your beat
you'd think i'd learn the first time
not to always speak my mind

ive got this knack of scaring
the ones i really like away
so now you join the long queue
of ones who want to be just mates

they never taught me in school
how to act around you
so i'll send myself another valentines card

i find myself always always getting given
the runaround
you and everyone else are always giving me
the runaround
always giving me the runaround