Of all the things that I could be doing I'm up hours trying to make something of you I got a new set of strings, not a word to settle on I been causing scenes at an ending I knew all along And it serves me right, I guess For gladly volunteering for a good kick in my chest It serves me right, I guess For pretending not to notice I was settling for less Fat and happy, fixed and puffed up for a while Nothing could shake me, that is, until you changed your smile Suddenly, I'm defenseless and defamed While you get everything you want without giving up your game It serves me right, I guess For gladly volunteering for a good kick in my chest It serves me right, I guess For pretending not to notice I was settling for less And I can't seem to get clean from the magic you bring Yeah, I'm easy for ever spending time so carelessly Just living for your line And I'm crazy for thinking love has changed Still trading all my finest hours for one ordinary day It serves me right, I guess For gladly volunteering for a good kick in my chest It serves me right, I guess For pretending not to notice I was settling for less