I was your sailor; your demon; your lover; your overbearing 
Best friend hoping for some attention 
I saw through your automatic heartache, now I know 
That love is as love was; it’s downhill from here 
Should I run a million miles away from every memory of you? 
Let that be a lesson to me 
Think not with my heart but with my head. 
No I never really had it in me, did I, did I? 
No I never really had it in me, did I? 
No I never really had it in me, did I, did I, did I? 
I was your mattress, your armchair, your TV, your everlasting 
Talk show host, mouthing “baby, you’re wonderful” 
I fell under your control, switch on switch off, robotic 
And I lost every ounce of myself 
Should I run a million miles away from every memory of you? 
Let that be a lesson to me 
Think not with my heart but with my head. 
No I never really had it in me, did I, did I? 
No I never really had it in me, did I? 
No I never really had it in me, did I, did I, did I? 
No I never really had it in me, did I, did I? 
No I never really had it in me, did I? 
No I never really had it in me, did I, did I, did I? 
I was your sailor; your demon; your lover; your overbearing 
Best friend hoping for some attention