Can’t We Be Friends?

I thought I’d found the man of my dreams,
Now it seems, this is how the story ends:
He’s going to turn me down and say:
‘Can’t we be friends?’

I thought for once it couldn’t go wrong,
Not for long, I can see the way this ends:
He’s going to turn me down and say:
‘Can’t we be friends?’

Never again, through with love, through with men,
They play their game, without shame,
And who’s to blame?

I thought I’d found a man I could trust,
What a bust, this is how the story ends:
He’s going to turn me down and say:
‘Can’t we be friends?’