paroles de chanson You're Too Good for Him - Eric Martin

Baby ...
O-ho-o-o-o-ho-ho ...

You patronize yourself
In front of all your friends
You wonder why your dreams
Have all been spent
And up is where you're not
And haven't been for quite sometime

You're barely hanging on
Finding out he's gone again
His lies are blowing smoke
Inside your head
And we all know in our hearts
But you don't know yet
You're too good for him
You're too good for him

You build a house of sand
Up against the tide
And can't believe the luck
That's never on your side
He sells you what you fear
And you buy his alibis
You're too good for him
You're too good for him

Where'd you get the dumb idea
That love has to hurt to get what you want
You don't have to dance the dance for anyone
O-o-o-o-oh ...
Yeah!

You throw away your pride
At the usual time and place
You wear your porcelain smile
That's heavy on your face
He feeds you crumbs of hope to light your eyes
Then waves another one of his goodbyes

You're too, good for, him
You're too, good for, him
Baby, you're too good for him
Baby, you're too good for him

O-ho-o-o-o-ho-ho ...