Mr. Houdini and the magic disappearing act
I called your number – you never called me back
If you don't want to see me, well that's fine but let's cut with the crap
Boy, you better meet me, I'm not cutting you any slack
You're a very diplomatic man
You offered me a white-gloved hand
Now I'm beginning to understand
It was only so I couldn't get under your skin
Mr. Houdini and the trick of the Persian rug
He'll wrap you tightly then leave you like a slug
He leaves loose ends, loose threads
and a very, very, very frayed woman
Oh, but I'm not an erotomanic
My expectations are based on fact
We weren't some conjuring of your silk top hat
People don't disappear that fast
I'm not asking you for commitment
I'm just asking you to do the right thing
You can hate me, hurt me, leave me
But don't leave me hanging