Do you know how much it hurts?
Like cold water slapping your face.
You said one thing, then did another.
What made you change your mind?
Like cold water slapping your face.
You said one thing, then did another.
What made you change your mind?
I'm not enraged
Just a bit sad
Though, being led on, perhaps I should be a bit mad.
I know I'll have my chance again
But now I just don't know when.
And that's why it hurts, you see
That this promotion passed over me.
So I'll shed a tear and lick my wounds
And occupy my time with events of greater import.
Listen to the praises they sing to me
And let my troubled mind be free.