How I wish you’d lied, or been untrue   That you hadn’t said: “It’s always you.”   Baby I wish you hadn’t held me all those lonely, lonely nights   But you did   Makes me wonder why, Makes me wonder why I’m leaving you behind      And I know I’m going to see you down town   with a pretty girl, and you’ll be holding hands   You’ll both be laughing, and she will be wondering the same as me: was I crazy?   You know I’ve got to be crazy for leaving you behind      Oh, I’m such a worthless being   Ruining all we’ve got for   some kind of feeling that there’s more than this   How I wish there was more than there is