There are things in my wallet I will never usenI'm the 51st member of a god awful groupnConnected by rain, they said you're all the samenBut I don't know, I don't know if they're telling the truthnLike a field of rice I've grown out ofnAn Olympian came to fill the shoes you knewnOh who can reach the circuits that I could never twistnSo now you can cross me off that god damn listnnCos there's always that someone who'll be easier on your eyenSo forget the politics of living alone and just dance til the morning lightnnI saw you in the background the other daynOn a television see some story greynYou were sat on the steps of the new courthousenSpinning that wheel, you said you'd show me hownYou chased me through a carriage on a trainnBut I reached the next one before you camenAnd I pulled out the pin between yours and minenI kept going, you got left behindnnCos there's always that someone who'll be easier on your eyenSo forget the politics of living alone and just dance til the morning lightnnI heard you were looking for a man to leavenBut I can tell you that I'm not the one you neednI'm always three steps behind the dance and the times nWell if I can't change for you, then I won't change for menOh as stubborn as it is, as stubborn as I amnI can tell you that there is no pearl in this clamnOr a diamond maybe, I stole its seednBut it was only to try and get you home with mennWhen there's always that someone who'll be easier on your eyenSo forget the politics of living alone and just dance til the morning light