You Don’t Mean

We’ve been seeing each other for over a year
I’ve got something to tell you, you don’t want to hear
I’ve got to get it straight, I’ve got to make it clear
There’s no more us. The we ends here.
You’re asking me why and I’ve got to be straight
No emotions involved; no love and no hate
The reason I’ve been seeing you every day
Is simply for the fact you’re an easy lay

You don’t mean a thing to me 
You don’t mean a thing to me

Things were going fine where we were situated
You had to get emotional and complicate it
No talk of love or how you were feeling
All you had to do was stare at the ceiling
Our lives were as varied as you could find
Missionary, 69 or from behind
We were never very talkative but oversexed
The only problem we ever faced was what position next? 

You don’t mean a thing to me 
You don’t mean a thing to me

I saw you for your body and not your conversation
You only put me off by using verbal stimulation
The truth may hurt but it’s got to be said
The best thing you did with your mouth was give me head
Now the thing we had going is completely through
Cos falling in love was the worst thing to do
But before I go out and get you replaced
Let me just say I can’t fault your taste.