Want her, have her
Two years have gone now,
But I can’t relate to the never-ending games that you play.
As desire passes through,
Then you’re open to the [bad word] 
I hope you understand

And your love is standing next to me, is standing next to me.

The one you fell for makes it seem juvenile
And you’ll laugh at yourself again and again
And we’ll drink to the thought she’ll remember you maybe tomorrow

And your love is standing next to me, is standing next to me.
And your love is standing next to me, is standing next to me, is standing next to me, is standing next to me.

Want her, have her
Two years have gone now,
But I can’t relate to the never-ending games that you play.
As desire passes through,
Then you’re open to the [bad word] 
I hope you understand

And your love is standing next to me, is standing next to me, is standing next to me, is standing next to me.