humming to myself

i imagined her all naked but her smile and her wine
i prayed she'd need me once before the end of time

but I know, yes, I know, that's not the story for us
why not? it could be..but it's not
because

she has him
and I have her
and we don't have us at all

she has him
and I have her
and there ain't no us at all

She pictures me so erudite, like a pervert with a brain
she realizes, I guess, when I'm at my best, I'm totally insane

but I know yes, I know, that's just the way things are
i can run forever, but I can get to her by car

she has him
and I have her
and it's just another day

she has him
and I have her
how can we go on this way?