The World's Best Ex Boyfriend

The song was a joy
By the end of the chorus
I was moved
I was changed
And I never got to hear the singer’s name
As I drove out of range
She had to go
See a few dozen things went wrong
Though a thousand
Others went right
And I know now what it was I meant to say
Instead of saying good night
I’ll be the world’s best ex-boyfriend
I will be sweet
I will be gracious
And the work I’ve done
Will be built upon
And talked about for ages
Our love was a temple
Our love was a brothel
Our voices were despondent
The deities wept
Who watched me try to build a monument
From the scraps that you left
I’ll be the world’s best ex-boyfriend
I will be gracious
I will play dumb
And the work I’ve done
Will be built upon
And discussed for years to come
The song was a joy
I’ve forgotten the chorus
I’ve forgotten the verses
In between
Like the water that I toweled off me is gone but
I am clean
I am the world’s best ex-boyfriend
I am a saint
I am a star
And the work I’ve done
Will be built upon
And admired from afar
And the work I’ve done
Will be built upon
And admired from afar
I’ll be the world’s best ex-boyfriend
I’ll be the world’s best ex-boyfriend
I’ll be the world’s best ex-boyfriend
I’ll be the world’s best ex-boyfriend
I am the world’s best ex-boyfriend
I am the world’s best ex-boyfriend
I am the world’s best ex-boyfriend
I am the world’s best ex-boyfriend