My Darling

You had your chance, but you never called me So I started to get cold
And I’m tired of this little romance
Tired of fake diamonds, fake silver, fake gold.
You had your chance, but you didn’t grab it So I slowly slipped away
And I grow tired of this little romance,
Tired of cheap flowers, cheap candy, cheap champagne.
But my darling,
I never wanted fur coat or your cabriolet.
Cause all I wanted
Was you to want me And I wanted you to want me to stay.
You had your chance, but you never called me So I started to get cold
And I’m tired of this little romance
Tired of fake diamonds, fake silver, fake gold.
You had your chance, but you didn’t grab it So I slowly slipped away
And I grow tired of this little romance,
Tired of cheap flowers, cheap candy, cheap champagne.
My darling, I never wanted fur coat or your cabriolet.
Cause all I wanted
Was you to want me And I wanted you to want me to stay.
But my darling,
I just wanted you to want me to stay.