You wear your smile   Like it was going out of fashion   Dress to inflame   But douse any ideas of passion   You carry your love in a trinket   Hanging round your throat   Always inviting   Always exciting   But I must not take off my coat      Well I'm tired of hanging around   I want someone new   I'm not sure who I've got in mind   But I know   It's not you      You ask me questions   That I never wanted to hear   I am the only one   Just until you finish this year   I would murder you   If I had an alibi   Here in my hand   But you just laugh   Beause you don't understand      That I'm tired of hanging around   I want somebody new   I'm not sure   Who I've got in mind   But I know that it's not you   It's not you   It's not you   It's not you