I'm surrounded by chocolate and those trashy magazines about uninteresting people who pretend to live the dream
And I'm bored and I am restless in this shop that's selling me
So they've put me back on sale, now it's buy one get one free
So who will buy
who will buy
who will buy me
Can you assure me that you'll always adore me
'Cause there's no money back guarantee
It's the same old story they all look but can't afford me
And it seems I'm always sitting slightly out of reach
So who will buy
who will buy
who will buy me
So won't you save me from myself here on the shelf just getting old
Because I'm growing tired of watching everybody else get sold
Well I can't promise you nothing 'cept a hand for you to hold
and a body to lie next to, warm you up when you are cold
So will you buy
will you buy
will you buy me