I’m here, alone,
On the the telephone line
I’m right where you want me to be
And I’ll wait alone and never ask why
I’ll be where you want me to be
And I know
And I know
And I know
And I know
I’ve been here before, and I know your kind
You’re right where I want you to be
Now I’ll say what I think,
I’ll never be what you want me to be
Just to be who I am
What you want me to be
You’ll be on your knees
Tell me, tell me — Tell me it’s not true
Tell me, tell me — Tell me it’s not true
Tell me, tell me — Tell me it’s not true