Look at yourself if you had a sense of humor

You would laugh to beat the band

Look at yourself do you still believe the rumor

That romance is simply grand

Since you took it right on the chin

You have lost that bright toothpaste grin

My mental state is all a-jumble

I sit around and sadly mumble

Fools rush in so here I am

Very glad to be unhappy

I can't win but here I am

More than glad to be unhappy

Unrequited love's a bore

And I've got it pretty bad

But for someone you adore

It's a pleasure to be sad

Like a straying baby lamb

With no mammy and no pappy

I'm so unhappy

But oh so glad