I look inside my fortune cookie; it never changes It seems I'm fated to continue to repeat mistakes I'm always behind the 8-ball; a victim of my destiny All the stars aligned in mocking harmony I often think of what I could've been if I'd the courage Instead of clinging to you helplessly, I'm so discouraged If I should come back to you, avert thine eyes of pity then I don't want my fortune coming true again Each day I'm just a little closer to forgetting Then I'm reminded there will be no happy ending Looking inside my fortune cookie is too depressing I've become fed up with the fantasies and second guessing Now it's so much easier to sit back and accept it But I don't want my fortune coming true again No, I don't want my fortune coming true again, you again I don't want my fortune coming true