Don't make a fool of me behind my back
Don't go to him for all the love you lack
If I'm a fool to you baby
Then why do you stay here?
The excitement you felt could be repeated
And so will the pain of being cheated
Why are you telling everybody
That you've got something to tell me?

Stuck in a scrapbook we're keeping things
Cuttings as yellow as wedding rings
Why are we so sentimental
When life can be so brutal?

You went to him and then came back to me
I went to her and set me thinking
Who needs any artifice
When the world is full of natural bliss?

Now I know that I'll be the last to know
I'll be the last to know I'll be the last to know
I'll be the last to know

No more tears and no more lies
The lies I told myself
Pain sometimes life hurts
But this is just a bruise
And who knows where they go?
I don't know
But I'll be the last to know I'll be the last
To know I'll be the last to know I'll be the
Last to know

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Writer(s): STEPHEN DUFFY