Rinse, Repeat

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?