My, my
At Waterloo, Napoleon did surrender
Oh yeah
And I have met my destiny in quite a similar way
The history book on the shelf
Is always repeating itself

Waterloo, I was defeated, you won the war
Waterloo, promise to love you forevermore
Waterloo, couldn't escape if I wanted to
Waterloo, knowing my fate is to be with you
Wa-Wa-Wa-Wa-Waterloo, finally facing my Waterloo

My, my
I tried to hold you back but you were stronger
Oh yeah
And now it seems my only chance is giving up the fight
And how could I ever refuse?
I feel like I win when I lose

welcome to the 1970s

Hey man, bet you can't treat me right
You just don't know what you was missin' last night
I wanna see you beggin', say, "Forget it" just for spite

I think of you every night and day
You took my heart, and you took my pride away

I hate myself for loving you
Can't break free from the things that you do

I wanna walk but I run back to you
That's why I hate myself for loving you

People crave honesty right up until the moment they hear it.
You don't want honesty, you just like the idea of it.
The second I tell them how I really feel about going on a trip they get mad. Sorry hun, you don't get to ask for honesty and get mad at me for doing so in the same breath.

[translation]
Free therapy:
talking to mom