Well, I see you've looked around
And found someone to take my place
He paints pictures in your mind
And a smile upon your face
And he's everything I've never been
And all I'll never be
Well, good for him
Bad for me
Yes, you've been dissatisfied
I've known it all along
You say where I could do no right
That he could do no wrong
So I sweep up the pieces
While he sweeps you off your feet
Good for him
Bad for me
I suppose he quotes you prose
And brings you pretty things
And writes you in the lines and rhymes
Of songs he has to sing
And he tells you that he loves you
And you say you love him too
So if I say "I love you"
It won't mean that much to you
So I won't
But I do
Well, I must say I'm not overjoyed
To view this situation
But if he makes you happy
Then that's some slight consolation
And I hope he will forgive me
If I'm prone to jealousy
Good for him
Bad for me
Well, I suppose he quotes you prose
And brings you pretty things
And writes you in the lines and rhymes
Of songs he has to sing
And he tells you that he loves you
And you say you love him too
So if I say "I love you"
It won't mean that much to you
So I won't
But I do
Well, I must say I'm not overjoyed
To view this situation
But if he makes you happy
Then that's some slight consolation
And I hope he will forgive me
If I'm prone to jealousy
Good for him
Bad for me