Well I see you've looked around and found someone to take my place He paints pictures upon 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 ya off your feet Good for him bad for me I suppose he quotes ya 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 ya prose and brings you pretty things... Well I must say I'm not overjoyed to view this situation...