You said that you would meet me
At five past ten
I waited 'round
You never came
Now you say that you could love me
But you don't know when
You're just messing
With my head again
The only reason
I'm still standing here
Is to make it
Absolutely clear
I'll be sending
No more tears your way
I'm so tired of playing in your game
It's no fun here any more
The hands turn 'round and 'round
But you're nowhere to be found
And loving you is really such a bore
I'm so tired of playing catch up
Searching for the hours we have lost
Before we even know
The seasons come and go
And we spend our days counting up the cost
I'm so tired of playing to your time
With your distorted point of view
You said we'd meet at five past ten
Then I don't see you again
I won't waste a minute more on you