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