I'm No Good
I see you standing there
Where the lights are dim
I was told you were hers
I was told not to stare
It was no good
I found it to be unfair
I found it to be grimm
She had the one thing I want
And I didn’t want to share
It was no good
She should be aware
I knew my chances were slim
She has no clue
She should say a little prayer
It was no good
I make my way up the stairs
You follow on a whim
My eyes glaze over you
I have to act as if I don’t care
It was no good
Lace draped over the chair
For you, she was too prim
A room full of rapture
In the bedroom there is an affair
It’s no good
She should be aware
I knew my chances were slim
She has no clue
She should say a little prayer
It was no good
Her heart is in a tear
In her tears she swims
She should have been around
She should have been aware
I’m not good
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