| I bought another dinner for one | 
| I sit and watch some pointless re-run | 
| And the tears fall down | 
| 'Cause this is not what I had planned | 
| I stare at all the books on the shelf | 
| On how to help or better myself | 
| Lot of good they’ve done | 
| Another one’s gone to hell | 
| Hmmm I’ve been jilted again | 
| He packed his bags and left whistling a happy song | 
| I jumped through hoops to keep that man | 
| Oh how did I get it so wrong? | 
| I tried new positions | 
| I learned his friends names | 
| I made myself sit through football games | 
| Oh, Been jilted | 
| Been jilted again | 
| So this is when self pity sets in And ominous predictions begin | 
| Will I end my days alone and reaching for the gin? | 
| Talking to myself and the cat | 
| Weeping at the drop of a hat | 
| Oh for goodness sake | 
| I can do better than that | 
| Hmmm I’ve been jilted again | 
| He packed his bags and left whistling a happy song | 
| I jumped through hoops to keep that man | 
| Oh how did I get it so wrong? | 
| I tried new positions | 
| I learned his friends names | 
| I made myself sit through football games | 
| Oh, Been jilted | 
| Been jilted again | 
| Well things are gonna change from now on I think those self help books are a con | 
| So be sure next time my geisha ways will all be gone | 
| Oh, try to please and always be nice | 
| Oh, trust the Cosmo quiz for advice | 
| I’ll just be myself | 
| And see if that will suffice | 
| Hmm I’ve been jilted again | 
| But hey, good riddance I don’t think that he was meant for me I jumped through hoops to keep that man | 
| But now he’s gone I’m finally free | 
| To try new ambitions | 
| And learn new friends names | 
| And wash my hair through those football games | 
| Hmmm, been jilted | 
| Good riddance | 
| Been jilted again |