Sally

The simple answer is that
There's no way
She'd give me the time of day
But it's okay,
Because I'll try to find a way
To get her to love me

I love the chase
But is that all it means to me?
Another broken day
That my heart plays like a timpani
When I think she loves me

Her name is Sally, not ally
The keepsake of your goodbyes
But are you really just the waiting kind?

When you look down at my worn shoes
Do you see dedication or a ratty tattoo?
When you listen to my young voice
Do you hear the infliction lost on old boys?

Her name is Sally, not ally
The keepsake of your goodbyes
But are you really just the waiting kind?

I'm just a little boy, house broken and brokenhearted
Waiting to see if we can go back to where we started

If you need me on twenty-third
Just call me up and say the word
Because I just can't keep myself
Away from you