Lletres: Gomez. Chicken Bones.

Never really got you 'cos he's always on his own
Never really got you because, ooh, you never loved him
Better write a letter 'cos he's always on the phone
Better write a letter 'cos, ooh, you never loved him enough

You never loved him enough
Never loved him enough
Never loved him enough

He knows that he's pathetic as he stares out the window
Not peripatetic, he doesn't move a muscle
Juggle with semantics as you're telling him real slow
He never really got it 'cos you never gave him enough

Never given him enough
Never given him enough
Never given him enough

There's no fun in walking wounded, he's never loved, loved

He wears a pained expression as he's takin' off your clothes
It's only an impression of how you should have loved him
Step into the gutter 'cos you find him so shallow
He was the main attraction but turned back to yellow

This wouldn't be the lyrics if this wasn't a song
You never will forget it 'cos, ooh, you never loved him enough
Girl, you never loved him enough

Never loved him enough
Never loved him enough
Never loved him enough
Never loved him enough

Never loved him enough
Never loved him enough
Never loved him enough
Never loved him enough