I thought this was a perfect love affair. Not like the other ones, not like the other ones. But now I think I see things pretty clear. Just like the other ones, just like the other ones. But I want you, I need you. That one that makes me feel alive. I want you, I need you. I feel like I've wasted all my time. I feel like I've died and gone to hell. Just like the other ones, just like the other ones. There's no more excuses you can sell. I hope you've had your fun, but I'm not the only one.