Sitting here for Saturday
gun for girls and dance away
watch [bad word] 
need some more than brotherhood
if this is tide, I need the flood
here I go again
strolling in the rain

Staring at the telephone
thanking God she’s not at home
breathing heavy
writing in my diary
Fantasy reality
can’t stand it anymore
what am I waiting for

 [bad word] 
There she goes, I would not,
I  wouldn’t  even die for you
now I know, I would not
I  wouldn’t  even die for you
I  wouldn’t  even die for you

Staring at the t.v. set
love another cigarette, feeling heavy
might do well with a little wine
Gemini is on the line
we hang around in bars
counting on the stars

I still can see her
through every crowd
I still can feel  her
I’m far too proud
where are you angel
why can’t I be with you?

 [bad word] 
There she goes, I would not,
I  wouldn’t  even die for you
now I know, I would not
I  wouldn’t  even die for you
I  wouldn’t  even die for you
I  wouldn’t  die for you
I  wouldn’t  cry for you
I  wouldn’t  dye your hair
I  wouldn’t  love you there
I  wouldn’t  dry your tears
I  wouldn’t  ban your fears
I  wouldn’t  make your bed
I’d wet it instead

When the sun breaks through
I’ll get over you
for when the earth goes round…
I  wouldn’t  die for you
would you die for me?

 [bad word] 
There she goes, I would not,
I  wouldn’t  even die for you
now I know, I would not
I  wouldn’t  even die for you
I  wouldn’t  even die for you

There she goes, I would not,
I  wouldn’t  even die for you
now I know, I would not
I  wouldn’t  even die for you
I  wouldn’t  even die for you