You just had to have it all done your way, the whole thing baby
You just had to have your way
You just had to have it all done your way, and nothing I'd say
Could ever stop you
You just wouldn't do a thing for me to make things easy
You just would not comfort me
You just wouldn't do a thing for me to help me to see
What you were feeling
But every once in a while I think about you
I wonder how I ought to feel about you
I wonder if I'd even want to wish you well
Then I think about the things that you said to me
And I think about the things you did to me
And I realize that it must be still too soon to tell
You just couldn't leave a thing for us, nothing to discuss
You just couldn't spare the fuss
You just couldn't leave a thing for us, there was no surplus
To satisfy you
But every once in a while I think about you
I wonder how I ought to feel about you
I wonder if I'd even want to wish you well
Then I think about the things that you said to me
And I think about the things you did to me
And I realize that it must be still too soon to tell