Serenade in Vain

Well, I don't want your autograph

I don't mean to make you laugh

I'm just hangin' on the words

You haven't said yet, baby

I could watch you for a while

Never hope to make you smile

I could disappoint you well

I'm full of bad luck, baby

Take my serenade in vain

Please don't ask me to explain

I'm just hopin' this makes some old kind of sense

Think of my coldness as a vice

A Casanova carved in ice

A cold wind howlin' at your door

'Cause I'm obliged to let this burn

Even though I'll never learn

I'm your shipwreck, I'm your fool

Your worst kept secret, baby

I could serenade you fine

And still never make you mine

I could crumble at your feet

And make you nervous, baby

Take this born-again liar

Read his mind, and light his fire

Write his story, singin'

Half way to the sunset

Show him where they broke your heart

Let him tear those fools apart

Let him howl around your door

Take my serenade in vain

Please don't ask me to explain

I'm just hopin' this makes some old kind of sense

Think of my coldness as a vice

A Casanova carved in ice

A cold wind howlin' at your door