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Like a millionaire, but with nothing to spare. All this time on my hands doesn't go anywhere. But should you think to cry, I know that… It's not right, that you're there, with your love going spare. You're like a waste of space in an empty room, Just hoping, someone gets to you soon. The way you run around is not so clever, I warn you, honey I love you. 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, someone gets to me soon. The way you run around is not so clever, I warn you honey, I love you. 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. |