I'm not getting tired of you

I can be your liar

I can be your bearer of bad news

Sick and uninspired by the diamonds in your fire

Burning like a flame inside of you

But is this just desire or the truth?

So shame on me for the ruse

Shame on me for the blues

Another one returned that I'll never use

I won't go getting tired of you

I'm not getting tired

Hanging on this wire

Waiting for the day I have to choose

Cursed by love so dire

One more boy for hire

One more boy to lend a hand to you

But is this just desire or the truth

I won't go getting tired of you

I'm not getting tired of you