Says, Baby, I m all sorts of sorry.
Says, Babe, you know I m all kinds of sad.
Says, Maybe it was fun while it lasted.
I say, Baby, I just wish that it had.

Stands before me and his arms are folded
Teeth clenched in a too-perfect face
Turns to leave, an anonymous other
Steps in line to take his foolish place

Each lover s conversation
I love you No, I love you more
A perfect imitation
Of the one who came before

Every lover tells a different story
Every story always ends the same
Every lover spins the same kind of sugar
Only thing that changes is his name

Every dream and childhood recollection
Whispered to me in exactly the same way
Don t ask me where it hurts, now
I swear to God I couldn't say

That which doesn t kill me strengthens me
Repeated end-to-endlessly
If I m so goddamned strong now
How come I feel so lonely?

He says lots of lovely fill-in-the-blank
He so stresses that he s not like other men
I sit back, he stands up
And the cycle circles round again

One follows right behind the other
Line forms to the right and single-file
Another break-up, another lover
I haven t felt this old in a while

Each loving lie is spoken
How we mean it at the time
Identical hearts are broken
Another goes to the back of the line

I love you I love you
I love you No, I love you more
Each sentiment, each resident
Just the same as the one who came before, yeah

Tell me again until I feel something
Tell me again until I feel something
Tell me again until I feel something
Tell me again until I feel something, yeah
Cos I feel nothing now