No action, just like a sponge You take it till you've made the final plunge So sad that you've lost your spine I hurt for you like this whole mess is mine You are as good as dead now Dead end; you've got no way out Nobody's got the guts to tell you But I do But I do Poor, poor Mr. Pushover Never had a doubt Now you're going crazy Back, back to the drawing board Once again believing "They're on to me The haters are hating The haters, they hate me Lovers are loving But the lovers, they hate me too" Some say that true love is blind They never said that you should lose your mind You are just that kind of guy Who cannot look the problem in the eye You are as good as dead now Dead end; you've got no way out Nobody's got the guts to tell you But I do But I do Poor, poor Mr. Pushover Never had a doubt Now you're going crazy Back, back to the drawing board Once again believing "They're on to me The haters are hating The haters, they hate me Lovers are loving But the lovers, they hate me too" You think differently So don't get lost inside the sea Don't forget yourself And I am begging Don't you forget me Not me, yeah Poor, poor Mr. Pushover Never had a doubt Now you're going crazy Back, back to the drawing board Once again believing "They're on to me The haters are hating The haters, they hate me Lovers are loving But the lovers, they hate me too"