Everyday we're out there
Searching for someone to call "ours"
But what good does it do
If all they ever do
Is turn around and try an hurt you?
It may be an accident
But pain is pain
So we stand aside and let the feelings pass
Then comes along the one you really want
Or so you may think
Break ups ensue and back again in our arms you are
But still nothing has changed
Another month or two and the cycle starts again
How long must we wait before you realize what you really want?