You read about love in a book somewherenThen you read it out loud what you found in therenAnd you had me for days and you had me for monthsnAnd I hope you've enjoyed your time of funnnOh, forgive menFor running down your doornI thought all those fancy words were yoursnnI'm treated with cold, cold kissesnAnd I'm treasured like a piece of junknI call you up to say I love younYou only call me when you're drunknAnd still you keep me hanging aroundnLike I was some old sofa you fond in a second-hand storennOh, forgive menFor running down your doornI thought all those fancy words were yoursnnI promise I won't do that anymorenI promise I won't do that anymore