Watched Pot Never Cooks
You have plenty of time
Lot of cash on your account
Friends won't let you down
Or leave alone on a friday night
Living in a big flat
Filled with modern art
Decorated like it's a catalogue card

Watched pot never cooks
You don't want me to look at you
You say I'm too good
You don't want me to get hurt
You can be proud of me or things I have done
But this closeness
Is a distance I cannot run

Sometimes I think
I can get used to this
Then there's that thought
And suddenly I am not so sure
You play music on the radio
Pop, soul and techno
Jungle and r'n'b
I used to think you're like a dream
Lot of wine in your cabinet
Expensive perfumes around your neck
Is it why you turn your head to the left?

Watched pot never cooks
You don't want me to look at you
Wish I was more like you
Cold and unmoved
By all the things that make me blue
Instead I wait for start
Which would be you

Sometimes I think
I can get used to this
Then there's that thought
And suddenly I am not so sure

Sometimes I think
I can get used to this
Then there's that thought
And suddenly I am not so sure