I tell her my feelings,
but she doesn't really care.
When I am with her,
she'd rather be elsewhere.

When I am lonesome
and feeling bad.
I often call her.
You'd think that she'd be glad.

She treats me unfairly
I try not to say a word.
When I give my opinions
she seems to think they're absurd.

Why am I with her?
Why do I care?
I should find another.
and end my despair.

Now I have found another
and I know she really cares.
When I am with her,
I know she loves to share.

When I am lonesome
and feeling bad.
I often call her.
She's nothing like I had. I'm glad!