Whatever You Say
You can count on me to make you feel angryYou can count on me to make you feel sadYou can count on me never to get youAll of those things you never had
You can count on him to make you feel awfulYou can count on him to make you feel cheapYou can count on him to never forgive youFor what we did last week
Whatever you sayWhatever you doWhatever you thinkWhatever you thoughtYou know it's not youYou know it's not trueYou know it's not youYou know it's not himYou know you can't win
You can count on this to make you feel lonelyYou can count on this to complicate everything you haveYou take it with your pride and all you could carryAnd that's the only thing we could have had
You can count on him to make you feel uselessYou can count on him to plan it all outHe'll take a little timeDrink a little wineTell you that it's all fineAnd then leave you past your prime
Whatever you doWhatever you doWhatever you thinkWhatever you thoughtYou know it's not youYou know it's not trueYou know it's not youYou know it's not himYou know you can't win