Letras
I shouldn't complain
I've had a good time
But why should good times have to end?
Another contender's hanging off your arm
He's easy to look at, he's got buckets of charm
That sort of man could do me a lot of harm
How I wish I was him
But still, the pill is bitter to swallow
The real world is a bit too hard to take
And I know when I go you're not gonna follow
Why should you? With jealousy, it's so hard to shake
I watch TV
Smoke cigarettes
The more that you cry, you know the wetter you get
The thoughts that I think, they will be bitter and strong
Like the coffee you get in motels
It's not that I want a glory box or trousseau
Or to hear the sound of wedding bells
But still, the pill is bitter to swallow
The real world is a bit too hard to take
And I know when I go you're not gonna follow
Why should you? With jealousy, it's so hard to shake
What I hear, I won't believe
Hope my eyes might deceive
I shouldn't complain
I've had a good time
But why should good times have to end?
Another contender's hanging off your arm
He's easy to look at, he's got buckets of charm
That sort of man could do me a lot of harm
How I wish I was him
But still, the pill is bitter to swallow
The real world is a bit too hard to take
And I know when I go you're not gonna follow
Why should you? With jealousy, it's so hard to shake
Bitter to swallow, too bitter to swallow
Bitter to swallow, too bitter to swallow
Bitter to swallow, bitter to swallow
Bitter to swallow, bitter to swallow