It's a Cliché

I used to know you
Do you recall how I loved your nails
as you file your papers away? (x2)
I hear things are good
in the water industry
Well you extracted water from me
Ridiculously

I'd tell you I loved you
But I'm painfully aware
It's a cliché
I'd ask you out
but there's a dullness in your eye
And I'm afraid I don't have to wonder why
My lmbs are binded to the chair
My heart is grinding -
You're so unaware
Don't you even know what year it is?

Well yes I admit I loved you
But I soon realised the idiocy
of clinging to such a regressive mindset
And you and your sister
Well it was like the difference between a BBC
and an Acorn Electron
I recall sitting on your lawn
Eating cornflakes, discussing sci-fi
Picking holes in model spaceships
But you were not so impressed
by my fondness for 1980s Doctor Who
so I guess it serves you right
that your current boyfriend is shite
and derivative.