First stop on a Monday
Lock lips on a Tuesday
Pad Thai on a Wednesday
That weekend love was in her eyes
Six weeks and it's so great
Six months and it's okay
One year and it feels like
Something crept up in my heart and died
Oh, another lover off my mind
So, why does this happen every time?
Isn't that what life's all about?
Just trying to figure it out
I like to think that you can't fake love
Or else we'd have it by now
Met her at a bookstore
French book on a third floor
Got help, but I want more
Another victim of the times
Downtown on a late night
French food on a date night
We laugh, but the check comes back
And we know that something's not right
Oh, another lover off my mind
So, why does this happen every time?
Isn't that what life's all about?
Just trying to figure it out
I like to think that you can't fake love
Or else we'd have it by now
So, tell me what's the fuss about?
I'm trying to figure it out
I like to think that you can't fake love
I'll bet I'll figure it out
(Here I go again, I mess it all up)
(Here I go again, I mess it all up)
(Here I go again, I mess it all up)
(Here I go again, I mess it all up)
(Here I go again, I mess it all up)
(Here I go again, I mess it all up)
(Here I go again, I mess it all up)
(Here I go again)
(It's gonna be fine darling, right?)
Isn't that what life's all the fuck about?
Just trying to figure it out
I like to think that you can't fake love
Or else we'd have it by now
So, tell me what's the fuss about?
I'm trying to figure it out
I like to think that you can't fake love
I'll bet I'll figure it out
(Here I go again, I mess it all up)
(Yeah)