Like a millionaire, but with nothing to spare,

All this time on my hands doesn't go anywhere,

(But) before you think to cry, I know that…

It's not right, that your there, with your love, going spare,

You're like a waste of space in an empty room,

Just hoping, somebody gets to you soon,

(The way you) run around is not so clever,

I warn you, honey I love you,

With a heart full of song, I will drive you away,

This I've known all along but I don't think I'd blame,

You for passing on…

(‘Cos) It's not right, that you care so much more, than I care,

I'm just a waste of space, and I rarely move,

Here's hoping, somebody gets to me soon,

The way you run around is not so clever,

I warn you honey, I love you

Centre stage is yours to take,

If you can lose this waste of space.