He's the answer to all your dreams  Black hair, black heart, and mean  Keeps you worrying sick at night  Keeps you scurrying out of sight  And you take it  Once again  You can fake it  Count to ten  Doesn't listen to what you need  Doesn't notice when your heart bleeds  When he wants it you better be there  Valentine's day and he's nowhere  And you take it  Once again  You can fake it  Count to ten  (sax solo)  He's a struggling artist, sure  Doesn't mean he has to make you poor  So one day when his dreams come true  How will you feel when they don't include you  You will take it  Once again  You will fake it  Count to ten  Once again  Once again