You pour your love into my hands, but it slips through my grasp
We share our hopes, our fears, our flesh... but it doesn’t last.
Maybe in a different life, we take a different route.
But this time… (this time…) It just ain’t workin’ out.

You try your best to win my wars. You try to play my game.
And you takeup my battle cry. You take on all my pain
I’m afraid you’re gonna find what it’s all about
‘Cause this time… (this time…) It just ain’t workin’ out.

A laugh or two don’t make it work
A dance don’t make it right
I don’t mean to be a jerk, but step into the light
A friend in need, a helping hand…
Tears may end a drought
Beyond that point, please understand - It just ain’t workin’ out.
It just ain’t workin’ out.

The fantasy is, oh, so clear. The story stays the same.
But we’re just actors on a stage, just players in a game.
Listen close, like it or not, be sure there is no doubt
That this time… (this time…) It just ain’t workin’ out.

That this time… (this time…) It just ain’t workin’ out.