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 ...