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Go On - The Waitresses
I liked him
He didn't like me
He was the greatest
I was only debris
Why do I always pick the ones
Who are bad for me
He was coarse
But he was precision
I smelled money
It was by the television when I woke up
If I don't want to keep getting shot
Why do I give em ammunition
If I don't want to keep getting shot
Why do I give em ammunition
Oh no not again
Another one that's crazy
Another one gets obsessive
Another one gets angry
Another one gets dependent
And thinks I have the answers
Another one with a coldness
That should have been a warning
I can't go on I'll go on
I can't go on I'll go on
We weren't desperate
I don't know what happened
I tried to change him
He only rarely hit me
Why when so many sweet ones
Would make it so easy
He was nice
I got brutal
He understood
I didn't kiss him
Cause if he wants me
He must not be good enough
Cause if he wants me
He must not be good enough
Oh no not again
Am I a magnet for losers
A net for the helpless
I'm no social worker
Why do I chase the faces
That always reject me
Is there something else
That's as fun as running with trouble
I can't go on I'll go on
I can't go on I'll go on
I can't go on I'll go on
I can't go on I'll go on
