Perhaps I have told you to much,
with my feelings and such.
Pouring myself out to you,
I guess some dreams aren't to come true.

Here I am giving you all I have,
expecting you to feel the same way.
I guess what they say is true,
a sucker's born every day.

I'm not good enough for you,
you're not good enough for me.
That's what I have to tell myself,
in order for myself to be.

I told you what I have felt,
there's no more time to cry.
For it's time to get on with my life,
it's time to dry my eye.