Wdowa - Zbyt dobra 2

- Wait, what happened? Easy, easy, please, don't cry, girl... I'm with you. Easy... Let's talk, sit down.

First you couldn't leave because you were not strong enough,
now you can leave, it's not your choice.
Admit it, it's too late to fix anything,
from love to hate, you've cried so many times,
because you ain't good enough
for him to stay home with you when his buddies are calling.
And you ain't good enough for him, not in the least,
for him to open his mind and not only his bedroom.
And you ain't good enough for him indeed,
for him not to drink but drive you home instead.
And you ain't too good to him, not really,
for him to stand by you when the world stands in your way.
You ain't too good, you're not enough,
maybe it's a bad moment, maybe it's a bad zodiac.
Like every day, you're asking yourself a question goodnight,
who's fault is it and what do you lack.

Before you ask him again, before you kneel down again
remember to suffer with the grace of a grand lady.
If you ain't good enough to him,
you're just not meant to be his.
Before you ask him again, before you show weakness
remember that it'll be the same tomorrow.
If you ain't good enough to him,
you're just not meant to be his.

Tell me, when was the last time he demonstrated initiative?
Wen he had a hard choice between you and the beer,
or if to go to a spree with his buddies to party.
Pardon me, but your name is not in his plans.
Kate, Margaret or Beth?
You don't know who stole you from him, and the last number dialed is your friend's.
And once again your lips remain silent and you leave the conversation for later
because he said he doesn't like the "we need to talk" sentence.
What you wouldn't do for love, you were like Caldwell,
now you've got Alicia's "Karma".
It's a trade comparing to this, and your budget comes out poorly.
You gave your love and you got your lesson,
you got this empty word, a thousand histories.
Remember, I love. I don' love, forget it.
Today you're saying he's scurvy, but you're thinking of him nonetheless.
And the only thing you don't have enough of is willpower.

Before you ask him again, before you kneel down again
remember to suffer with the grace of a grand lady.
If you ain't good enough to him,
you're just not meant to be his.
Before you ask him again, before you show weakness
remember that it'll be the same tomorrow.
If you ain't good enough to him,
you're just not meant to be his.

I'm just like you
and I know love is blinding.
I've been through every stage,
from relationship to "whatever".
And just as I stopped waiting for love at all,
it accidentally found me.
Not by accident I know that loneliness kills.
What counts is forever, not a moment,
because having support is a pillar.
When I look at the end of your hopes I have no words.
How could he not know he found a treasure?
He found a rose between the nettles.
It's him who's not good enough,
say it after him, forget and leave it, he's a squirt.
Do it before your heart breaks,
although it's breaking...

Before you ask him again, before you kneel down again
remember to suffer with the grace of a grand lady.
If you ain't good enough to him,
you're just not meant to be his.
Before you ask him again, before you show weakness
remember that it'll be the same tomorrow.
If you ain't good enough to him,
you're just not meant to be his.

...Found a rose between the nettles...
...What you wouldn't do for love...
...Found a rose between the nettles...
...It's him who's not good enough...
...He's scurvy, but you're thinking of him...
...Remember that it'll be the same tomorrow...
...It'll be the same...
...It'll be the same...