I guess part of me pities you
Because you can't see what's right in front of you
I want to ask you why
Why I'm not good enough
I suppose I'll never now
Then again, you'll never know
How lucky you are to be loved by me
I guess part of me pities you
Because you can't see what's right in front of you
I want to ask you why
Why I'm not good enough
I suppose I'll never now
Then again, you'll never know
How lucky you are to be loved by me