I was done with changing

So she was done with me

She hung 'em up after five good years

And headed out to sea

A cruise ship down in Nassau

Without her family

I'm guessing that she's looking for a boy that's not like me



So I'll just do what I always do

And wait down by the phone

I come around at Happy Hour

So I won't feel alone

Maybe she's upstairs waiting for me when I get home...

No letters, emails, postcards

No message on my phone



I try but I cannot seem to get it going right

I'll do just what you'd ask of me

Then fuck up the next night

So I'm not trusting nothing

No touch, no ears, no sight

I guess alone I'm waiting

For me to get it right



So I was done with changing

And she was done with me

She hung us up after five good years

And headed out to sea

A cruise ship down in Nassau

Without her family

My bet is that she's looking for a boy that's not like me



I try but I cannot seem to get it going right

I'll do just what you'd ask of me

Then fuck up the next night

So I'm not trusting nothing

No touch, no ears, no sight

I guess alone I'm waiting

For me to get it right



And I still think that above all things

Today could be the big day

No messages for twenty years

My hairs have all turned grey

But I don't think I'll settle down

Cause I'm not built that way

I'll show her that I got it right

She'll come crawling back today



I try but I cannot seem to get it going right

I'll just do what you ask of me

Then fuck up the next night

So I'm not trusting nothing

No touch, no ears, no sight

I guess alone I'm waiting

For me to get it right



I guess alone I'm waiting

For me to get it right