Lyrics

I tried to think of just what I could say.
I tried a million plans and plotted sneaking away.
I tried imagining a get a get a getaway from here.
You said you're thinking hard about going to San Francisco.
You want to talk this much well maybe baby you should just go.
I know you know you'll never ever ever go I know.
Never gonna act on what you want. What you've got is blowing the curve.

Stop making up and breaking up and making up now.
He doesn't care about you, just about your not getting loud.
And now now now he's way too busy to articulate the "how."

Never gonna give you what you want. What you got's a jerk without nerve.

Someday, maybe we can talk about it. Maybe we can talk about it.
Someday, maybe you can understand this. I don't know, I just hope so.
Someday, maybe we can scream shout and maybe then we'll get out.
Maybe you will comprehend that I don't want to be the man who tells you
everything you ever want is hopeless. It's hopeless.

Never gonna give you what you want when you want.
What you want you won't have the words.