It hadn’t been a day when everything had turned out right
She called me up and asked me to come over in the night
To make her cups of tea and listen quietly as she starts
To list the latest list of bastards who have trampled on her heart
But she summers by my seat
And she winters without me
And she cries into her tea
That she’s secretly lonely
And what am I to do?
It’s obvious to me
But she never seems to see
I see her in the nightclubs, I see her in the bars
At rooftop after-parties, or crammed into friends’ cars
And we talk about the weather, and how she drowns her pain in drink
And I nod and never ever dare to tell her what I think
Cuz she summers by my seat
But she winters without me
And she cries into her tea
That she’s secretly lonely
And oh me, what am I to do?
It’s obvious to me
But she never seems to see
She called me up and asked me to come over in the night
To make her cups of tea and listen quietly as she starts
To list the latest list of bastards who have trampled on her heart
But she summers by my seat
And she winters without me
And she cries into her tea
That she’s secretly lonely
And what am I to do?
It’s obvious to me
But she never seems to see
I see her in the nightclubs, I see her in the bars
At rooftop after-parties, or crammed into friends’ cars
And we talk about the weather, and how she drowns her pain in drink
And I nod and never ever dare to tell her what I think
Cuz she summers by my seat
But she winters without me
And she cries into her tea
That she’s secretly lonely
And oh me, what am I to do?
It’s obvious to me
But she never seems to see
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