Texty: Leftovers (The). On The Move. She She She.

Summer's done and so is my fun,
I wish it just had begun.
You were too good to be true,
It's time that I found someone new.

I watch the (something) falling down,
I can't hear my heart that will pound,
The way when I first met you,
It's time that I found someone new.

We could work it out and say that everything's ok,
But now I know the truth.

You went and took all my time,
You couldn't stop all the lies.
It's hard to tell me the truth,
It's time that I found someone new.

We could work it out and say that everything's ok,
But now I know the truth.

Is that she she she don't care for me,
She she she don't' care for me,
Why do I end up all alone?
She she she don't care for me,
She she she don't care for me,
Why do I end up all alone?

Now that the summer's gone the telephone it won't ring,
The nights are cold and long and is making me think,
That you won't come back forever or today,
It's useless just to wait.

She she she don't care for me,
She she she don't care for me,
Why do I end up all alone?

She she she don't care for me,
She she she don't care for me,
Why do I end up all alone?
Why do I end up all alone?