[Verse 1]
I like looking at your eyes
Playing piano and staring out your window
In the middle of the night
From your house on the hill
I was hoping
Hoping that you wouldn’t forget me
But I know you will

[Chorus]
So don’t go around saying
There’s no such thing as love
You can’t go trading me places
Don’t forget that I, I am the cynical one

[Verse 2]
Wine and roses
Are fine, but I like the harder stuff
And I can still remember
When too much, too much was never enough

[Chorus]
So don’t go around saying
There’s no such thing as love
You can’t go trading me places
Don’t forget that I, I am the cynical one
[Outro]
Don’t forget that I, I am the cynical one
Don’t forget that I, I am the cynical one
Don’t forget that I, I am the cynical one