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Why did I listen to that music? |
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It's made me feel so sad |
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and brought it home to me once more |
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I want what I cannot have |
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When you can't get what you want |
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you still have all the rest |
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but isn't it sad to settle for second-best? |
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I've been waiting at home |
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for someone to phone |
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I didn't get where I am today |
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without living that old cliche |
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I've been lying in bed |
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the sheets over my head |
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I didn't get where I am today |
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without giving up in dismay |
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Told everyone I'm over it |
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I've quit this cul-de-sac |
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But just when I thought |
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I'd lost it for good |
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that feeling comes right back |
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When you can't get what you want |
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you wear your bravest face |
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but deep inside you're sinking without a trace |
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I've been called repressed |
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a poet, a pest |
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I didn't get where I am today |
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without getting in someone's way |
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I live my life on a stage |
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put it down on the page |
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I didn't get where I am today |
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without writing a resume |
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I didn't get where I am today |
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I didn't get where I am today |
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I didn't get where I am today |
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I've explored situations |
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the themes and variations |
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I didn't get where I am today |
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without losing it on the way |
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On the Street of Shame |
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looking for someone to blame |
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I didn't get where I am today |
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without leaving in disarray |
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I didn't get where I am today |