Commitment Phobia

I was drowning your tea bag
In the murkey depths of your mug
When I came to the conclusion
That you weren't the marrying type

I'm not talking about little old couples
crossing the road, hand in hand, but
I'm ready for forever
You're about ready to face tomorrow

I knew right from the start that
You're suffering from Commitment phobia
I should know better because
Commitment never was your middle name
I can't try to change you cos
You're suffering from Commitment phobia

I see you once a week
If you're free that is
Yet I still feel like I'm being
Far too clingy

My mum keeps on going on at me
That I'm at a marrying age
But I don't want to push you
In case you run away

I knew right from the start that
You're suffering from Commitment phobia
I should know better because
Commitment never was your middle name
I can't try to change you cos
You're suffering from Commitment phobia

I can't bear to lose you
Yet you keep me dangling
I don't want to loose you
But I'm sick of waiting

I'll have to start the dating game again
Start looking at the classifieds
With WLTM in them
What a hassle

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