You may try to disagree,
But you're a smart head wannabe;
You Think you have the answer for;

Every question and mystery

Now you want to calculate;

how many hearts that you can break,
How much love you can put to waste,
before I pack and go away



Chorus

oh...you don't know what you've wished for
You'll never get what you've paid for
Oh......guess I will have to tell you

That I told you, that I told you so



Verse
You may be as charming as one can be; You may ask for a galaxy; But you want what God can't give; You won't have my sympathy


And you want to calculate, how much trouble you can create, how much love you can put to waste, before I pack and go away