Sad Redux-O-Grapher

He talked to me like I was smart
He sexed me up all the time
I did not get it, was this my time to shine
I did not get it, had my luck finally turned

La, la, la, la, la

I saved up to take him out at night
He said the restaurant was all wrong
He said he had a dream about me
And in that dream I was beautiful

I made him a present
It was a photograph of me
I did not get it
He said it did not cost me anything