New Romance

You are so pitiful
That sometimes it makes me cry
But I don't know why
I let you pull my strings before
But no more, no more, for me
No, I've been set free

Why don't you go find yourself
A new romance
Maybe you can hold hands
Like lovers do

Your bag of tricks are growing old
And your lines are wearin' quite thin
But then, you didn't ever have to use them all at once
Pursuin' me should be such an easy thing
For you to do

Why don't you go and find yourself
A new romance
Maybe you could hold hands
Like lovers do

Why don't you go find yourself
A new romance
Maybe you could hold hands
Like lovers do