I make it half past six you come at seven
Always try to keep me hanging round
You little spoilt thing girl you kept me waiting
Never contemplating my point of view
This comes as no surprise
Im a fool for I believed your lies
But now Ive seen through your disguise
Who needs well I dont need who needs you?
Oh I believed you
Went on my knees to you
How I trusted you
But you turned me down
But its dog eat dog in this rat race
And it leaves you bleeding lying flat on your face
Reaching out, reaching out for a helping hand
Where is that helping hand? (oh, muchachos)
Ooh, well I dont need you
How I was pushed around?
Dont let it get you down
You walked all over me
But dont you ever give in
Taking one step forward slipping two steps back
Theres an…