Once upon a time, I had a boyfriend
I kept him around way too long
When I finally got around to the leavin'
He told me not to write him a song
And that's what I do when I'm feeling blue
But he gave me no material
Nothing worth putting pen to paper
The world's most tone-deaf see-you-later
Don't flatter yourself, it ain't worth my time
Racking my brain, tryin' to explain that the girl don't want the guy
Won't trouble myself, to write about you feels so wrong
So don't flatter yourself
You ain't getting a song
A song, a song, a song
Maybe if you'd been a bit romantic
Instead of ditching me for the boys
Nothing 'bout your lovin' was poetic
So why would I go wasting my voice? (My voice)
On some clichés about better days
When you gave me no material
Nothing worth putting pen to paper
The world's most tone-deaf see-you-later
Don't flatter yourself, it ain't worth my time
Racking my brain, tryin' to explain that the girl don't want the guy
Won't trouble myself, to write about you feels so wrong
So don't flatter yourself
You ain't getting a song
A song, a song, a song
Is it just 'cause you're ashamed?
Or didn't think there'd come a day when I'd leave you
And tell the world where you went wrong?
Baby, it'll be okay
I hope you learn from your mistakes
And you're dating someone who don't write songs
But that's what I do when I'm feeling blue
Don't flatter yourself, it ain't worth my time
Racking my brain, tryin' to explain that the girl don't want the guy
Won't trouble myself, to write about you feels so wrong
So don't flatter yourself
You ain't getting a song
A song, a song, a song
You ain't getting a song
A song, a song, a song
You ain't getting a song