Every time   I looked at the girl and said   “Would you be mine?”   She just shook her head   And I’m alone again   How pathetic I have been   Sometimes   It’s better to choke out the words   Then realise they don’t    Make sense afterwards   But she will still be out the door and gone   What’s the point in being happy?   I can’t work it out   But I hope that there will be no doubts for you and      Every time   I looked in your eyes and said    “Would you be mine?”   Did you wish I was dead?   I’m leaving you alone but   Not picking up the phone’s   Making    Everything feel eleven times worse   I realise this won’t   Make sense at first   But we will work it out somehow   What’s the point in being happy?   I can’t work it out   All the    Reason seemed to leave when you said   “It’s not working out”   But I hope that there will be no doubts for you and      What’s the point in being happy?   I can’t work it out   All the    Reason seemed to leave when you said   “It’s not working out”