Almost A Threat

you’re so pretty
you’re better off without me
you’ve got your pride
heaven knows I’ve got mine
where are you now?
we’ve got to work this out
don’t make me cry
I can feel the tension here
I hope we can work it out
and I hope I don’t sound immature
as I talk it out
why, oh why
why, oh why
I think I’m going to drink
and I’m never going to stop
and you, you won’t save me dear
because you forgot, you forgot
why, oh why