What Good Did It Do

I collected my prize
I took first place
The poor runner up
The sad look on her face
I didn’t drink the champagne
I left my ribbon there too
Ok, so I won
But what good did it do?
I stood with conviction
I put up a fight
For the truth as I saw it
For peace, love, and light
I fought off the darkness
For the first round or two
I got my licks in
What good did it do?
In the end I was right
Upon further review
All the things I was saying
Proved to be true
I won an admission
An apology too
In the end I was right
But what good did it do?
Tried to live by morals
I spoke my mind
Some friends got offended
One or two they resigned
I was just being honest
They already knew
I just tried to remind them
What good did it do?
I could hold a grudge
I could probably hold two
And if I didn’t learn to budge
I could end up holding quite a few
I didn’t like being angry
It’s not enough being right
I’d rather be happy
That’s a hard enough fight
I’d rather be happy
With all of my might
Than to sit here and stew
What good would it do?
Sit here and stew
What good would it do?
I’d rather be happy
Happy with you