
I'm being hopelessly optimistic—you're an honest crook
The poor reputation your love gets should make you look
It gets pretty ugly
I'm clearly misunderstood
I'm second best and that's pretty good
I need extra time to see
If those plastic glasses are half full or half empty
It's a sure bet my life's an organized mess
But I'm second best and that's pretty good
I have drawn a
I've drawn a
I've drawn a blank
All those years I was getting old
I can't remember though I must have been told
I was your only one a million times
If you told me once it was a lie
It's after dark
Must be light again
'Twas a near miss
Must have hit 'em
He took everything all that glittered
He said “now then, we mustn't be bitter”
It's a little big, but I guess my dream's okay
I can make it if I start today
We're alone together in this relation
Don't feel real, must be a genuine imitation
I have drawn a
I've drawn a
I've drawn a blank
All those years I was getting old
I can't remember though I must have been told
I was your only one a million times
If you told me once it was a lie
Fuzzy logic, you say, but who really cares
It's an exact estimation everywhere
I didn't realize but it's no good to be mad
I'm second best and that's pretty bad
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