Knowing me, knowing you (a-ha) There is nothing we can do We just have to face it This time we're through (This time we're through, we're really through) Breaking up is never easy, I know But I have to go (I have to go, this time I have to go) (This time

To you I'm just a girl Now I know I'm just another one of your Friday nights But I'm no past time, this is gonna be the last To you I'm just a girl, I'm just a call when there's nowhere else to fall Just a number on your wall, In a pretty dress and

To you I'm just a girl Now I know I'm just another one of your Friday nights But I'm no past time, this is gonna be the last To you I'm just a girl, I'm just a call when there's nowhere else to fall Just a number on your wall, In a pretty dress and

To you I'm just a girl Now I know I'm just another one of your Friday nights But I'm no past time, this is gonna be the last To you I'm just a girl, I'm just a call when there's nowhere else to fall Just a number on your wall, In a pretty dress and

From what you do...because of you... You know I can't be there each time that you call I swore not to come, but I'm here after all I know by the look that I see in your eye I won't stand around and I won't watch you die (What you do, what you do, was

To you I'm just a girl Now I know I'm just another one of your Friday nights But I'm no past time, this is gonna be the last To you I'm just a girl, I'm just a call when there's nowhere else to fall Just a number on your wall, In a pretty dress and

Then I'll take care of you So let them talk about us Let them call us funny things People sometimes do I don't care as long As you know I love you Oh, and you know I do I'll be there, but you might not see me It's never easy to get through

Show me, don't pretend I feel like there's nothing for me here but still I try Keeping my phone alive Hoping that you call this time Thought I heard you ringing You know I hear things sometimes Calling my line, call my line Come alive, come alive I feel

In the end it all goes away How do I feel What do I say Who can believe you The Kombucha mushroom people Sitting around all day Let your mother pray (sugar) Fuck you, it all goes away I'm not there all the time you know

To you I'm just a girl Now I know I'm just another one of your Friday nights But I'm no past time, this is gonna be the last To you I'm just a girl, I'm just a call when there's nowhere else to fall Just a number on your wall, In a pretty dress and