Romantic Fatigue - Frank Turner

I have to admit that I am one of the many

Who thought that a guitar would win him a lady

My teenage years, they were a feminine drought

And I thought that a serenade would help out

And it seemed to be working for a couple of years

I wrote a few songs and they wrought a few tears

But when I hit my twenties, it ran out of steam

I seemed to be suffering from romantic fatigue

And I never know which song I should play her

Each melody is a memory of a not-forgotten failure

So when I get out my guitar tonight to do what I do

Remember, I probably didn’t write this song for you

So as I have mentioned, the shelf-life was short

The scheme wasn’t working, despite what I thought

The ladies all left me alone in the end

So I had to switch all the names around and then sing it again

And every life-long love, and every best friend

Slipped away into the past

Take my words with caution, I can’t pretend that you’re the first

You won’t be the last

I never know which song I should play her

Each melody is a memory of a not-forgotten failure

So when I get out my guitar tonight to do what I do

Remember, I probably didn’t write this song

No I certainly didn’t write this song

No I never, never wrote a song for you