Why did I listen to that music?
It’s made me feel so sad
And brought it home to me once more
I want what I cannot have
When you can’t get what you want
You still have all the rest
But isn’t it sad to settle for second-best?

I’ve been waiting at home
For someone to phone
I didn’t get where I am today
Without living that old cliche
I’ve been lying in bed
The sheets over my head
I didn’t get where I am today
Without giving up in dismay

Told everyone I’m over it
I’ve quit this cul-de-sac
But just when I thought
I’d lost it for good
That feeling comes right back
When you can’t get what you want
You wear your bravest face
But deep inside you’re sinking without a trace

I’ve been called repressed
A poet, a pest
I didn’t get where I am today
Without getting in someone’s way
I live my life on a stage
Put it down on the page
I didn’t get where I am today
Without writing a resume
I didn’t get where I am today

I didn’t get where I am today
I didn’t get where I am today

I’ve explored situations
The themes and variations
I didn’t get where I am today
Without losing it on the way
On the Street of Shame
Looking for someone to blame
I didn’t get where I am today
Without leaving in disarray
I didn’t get where I am today