Lyrics

Like a millionaire, but with nothing to spare All this time on my hands doesn't go anywhere (But) before you think to cry, I know that… It's not right, that your there, with your love, going spare You're like a waste of space in an empty room Just hoping, somebody gets to you soon (The way you) run around is not so clever I warn you, honey I love you With a heart full of song, I will drive you away This I've known all along but I don't think I'd blame You for passing on… ('Cos) It's not right, that you care so much more, than I care I'm just a waste of space, and I rarely move Here's hoping, somebody gets to me soon The way you run around is not so clever I warn you honey, I love you Centre stage is yours to take If you can lose this waste of space