Should have been different but
It wasn't different, was it
Same old story, dear john,

And so long
Should have fit like a glove
Should have fit like a ring

Like a diamond ring
A token of true love
Should have all worked out

But it didn't
She should be here now
But she isn't


There's your trouble,
There's your trouble

You keep seeing double
With the wrong one
You can't see I love you,

You can't see she doesn't
But you just keep holding on
There's your trouble


So now you're thinking 'bout
All you're missing how

Deep you're sinking,
Round and round and dragging down
Why don't you cash in your chips

Why don't you call it a loss
Not such a big loss,
Chalk it up better luck

Could have been true love
But it wasn't
It should all add up

But it doesn't

Should have all worked out

But it didn't
She should be here now
But she isn't