Hangin' out and lingerin' around, 
'cause you know where I'll be found 
and I don't know how you do it. 
This obsession I must admit has shaken me up a bit. 
My solidarity now [bad word] in pairs. 
I'd like to see you before you see me. 
I'd like to see you. 
I'd like to see you leave. 
Showered by torrential praise, 
why it is I can't explain. 
Attempts to leave yield no avail. 
For me I don't know what's in store. 
All I want is nothing more. 
I don't deserve what I get, 
I have nothing to return.