My own love sit-com

It's already eight
Turn on
The idiot box
Is time to feed our
Stupid minds
Some new
And entertaining
Romances
Is what
We are going
To see now
Lots of beautiful people
Without
Social risk
Actors that had left
The theatre
To provide us
What to talk
What to listen
And what to think
Instead of losing one hour
I'd rather look at the horizon
Maybe I find my dear
Answer in the sea
For some reason
I am here
My stupid ideas
I have to link
Now begins
My own stupid
Love sit-com
She thinks
That I am an idiot
Yeah she does
Maybe I lost
The best part
Of my life
It will
Never happen
Anymore
She didn't want to say
Good bye to me
Now I don't even know what to think
At least
I still
Want to sing
And if I don't see her
Anymore
I can sing this song
To remember
The good person
That once she was
Even without
Know me
So well
She gave me
All those
Unforgettable memories
There is no reason
For me to wait
The call that I will never receive
She doesn't like
To use the phone
That's what I think