I don't know when it started But it's worse now than before We could both be broken hearted It's so hard to be sure But what are boyfriends for? We went from perfect strangers To less than perfect friends But it's the warmest night in ages And I don't have to pretend It's good seeing you again And it's more than a little pathetic And I'm sure I'll live to regret it But I'm all for little athletics You're on your own I'll race you home And maybe I'm just thoughtless But I don't think that's fair Of course we should be cautious But I'm too tired to care We're less than halfway there And it's more than a little pathetic And I'm sure I'll live to regret it But I'm all for little athletics You're on your own I'll race you home I don't know when it started But it's worse now than before We could well be broken hearted But what are boyfriends for? I know you're none too sure