She spun a web,
And captured all his memories - good and bad.
Now, he's a mess.
And though he still beats valiantly,
There's a nothin' left.
She's never getting anywhere near his heart again,
Never near his heart again
Nowhere near his heart again x2
Nose in a cup,
Where he drowns thirty odd years of a messin' up.
Wallowing gets you nowhere real fast,
It leaves you stony,
Until your smiles are phony,
And awfully lonely...
Ahhhh...
It's too late my soggy friend,
She's packed her bag - she's leaving.
You've cried wolf too many times
Too many times,
Too many times.
(and that's what you get)
He's never getting anywhere near her heart again.
Never near her heart again.
Nowhere near her heart again (eh, eh, eh, eh, eh)
She's never getting anywhere near his heart again.
Never near his heart again.
Nowhere near his heart again (eh, eh, eh, eh, eh)
You're never getting anywhere near my heart again.
Never near my heart again.
Nowhere near my heart again (eh, eh, eh, eh, eh) x2
Never near my heart again.

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