I'm Not Very Good At Being Dull.

I Don't Dream About Anyone - Except Myself

There's A Club If You'd Like To Go, You Could Meet Somebody Who Really Loves You, So You Go And You Stand On Your Own, And You Leave On Your Own, And You Go Home And You Cry And You Want To Die.

I'm Tired Again, I've Tried Again, And Now My Heart Is Full. And I Just Can't Explain...so I Won't Even Try To.

I Can Chase You, And I Can Catch You, But There Is Nothing I Can Do To Make You Mine.

It's So Tedious That Everyone Must Be Defined.