You and I had to be the standing joke of the year.
You were a run around,
A lost and found.
And not for me I feel.

We tried to make it work, you in a cocktail skirt.
And me in a suit, and it just wasn’t me.
You’re used to wearing less, and now your life’s a mess.
So insecure you seem.

Under the deep red light,
I can see the make up sliding down.
Well hey little girl, you will always make up
So take off that unbecoming frown.

Take a look in my face, for the last time.
I never knew you, you never knew me.
Say hello, goodbye.
Say hello and wave goodbye…

[David Gray]