I thought you said that you'd phone me this weekend,
Cause at the weekend the phone calls are cheaper.
You left a note but I did not read it,
I threw it away.
I took a tube to the west end of London,
To see a friend who I'd almost forgotten,
He gave me hope that I still hadn't lost you,
I threw it away.

I thought that you belonged to me,
That we were meant to be.

I thought you said that every so often,
We had a love that was better unspoken,
But you, you fool, you fool, you lose.