Hey Margaret, sing me a tune.
I was feeling much better till you walked in that room
Now my brain doesn't work cause I gave it to you
and my thoughts are all lost and my head's been unscrewed

Hey Margaret, how have you been?
Your hair has grown long and your face looks so thin
And I know I'm a mess but I guess that's just when
I've tried to forget and you come back again

I think I've lost sight of myself.
So I look at old pictures but it doesn't quite help
And I put all my memories back on the shelf
next to songs that you wrote about somebody else

Hey Margaret, it's not your fault.
You're barely a memory now that you never called
And I remember you told me you loved me and all
so I guess it's all right that I'm taking the fall

Hey Margaret, sing me a tune...