Promises, promises

OLd tired, worn out second hand sentences

One thing, with you is certain

YOu're a really sad person. So sad.

CHORUS

Disappointed a few people

When friendship reared its ugly head

Disappointed a few people

Well, isn't that what friends are for?

What are friends for?

You, you're just a really bad person

Who won't, you won't, listen to anyone. No not you

With those half moon eyelids

JUst babbling on, your useless defences. So sad.

CHORUS

This erratic haphazard, fluttering

This toing and frowing

Like a confused moth

The collusion, illusion

And it's all ad infinitum

You're a really sad person. You're really so sad

CHORUS

Fools and horses

Running their courses

And brow beaten down

Like dust on the ground

You cheat easily

Like sweet charity

And all of the bastards

The world despises

Springing surprises

In newer disguises

You cheat easily

Like all charity