He's the answer to all your dreams
Black hair, black heart, and mean
Keeps you worrying sick at night
Keeps you scurrying out of sight
And you take it
Once again
You can fake it
Count to ten
Doesn't listen to what you need
Doesn't notice when your heart bleeds
When he wants it you better be there
Valentine's day and he's nowhere
And you take it
Once again
You can fake it
Count to ten
(sax solo)
He's a struggling artist, sure
Doesn't mean he has to make you poor
So one day when his dreams come true
How will you feel when they don't include you
You will take it
Once again
You will fake it
Count to ten
Once again
Once again