GOOD FOR YOU
I used to be good for you
But now I'm good
for nothing
and no one
Don't know where's my know-how
About this strange love thing I do.
I sit here in silence
as I watch your thoughts dirge 'cross your face You say you feel sick,
well I'm feeling sick now as I say
I'm not your Messiah
still I'm too much of a saint to tell you
I'm tired
of tiptoeing around,
all around myself
You see I've misplaced my God
And replaced it with something else
I don't' want to say it
Cause you know if you don't say it,
it's not real
Still I can't go in silence
cause I think
and I breathe
and I feel
I wish you'd realize
that I'm never gonna be your beck and call girl
I know
that I used to be good for you
But now I'm good for nothing
and no one
don't know wher's my know-how
About this strange love thing I do.