You dont always do whats best for you

You tender-eyes me with those baby browns
‘til I can’t get around
The fact that I still love you
and I’m not supposed to

This is supposed to be over
I’m not supposed to care

I wanted not to
But you don’t always do what’s best for you

Was your first name “lover”,
was your second “nomore”.
What the hell were we lovers for
Just to end up this way?

Now I feel that I can’t go forward
and I can’t go back

I wanted not to
But you don’t always do what’s best for you

I curl up inside when I remember
all the times I was weak
and the drinks seem to fly by like all passing years
Buying dear and selling cheap

You tried to make me so jealous
I resented your point of view

I wanted not to
But you don’t always do what’s best for you