Too good ~ well the bottle is dry, and it’s closing time ~ my words have a mind of their own ~ i held back the tears and cried in my beers ~ now i don't feel like staggering home ~ won't you give me a minute ~ another drink to go with it ~ as i find the words to this song ~ about the cruel world and a sweet little girl ~ and how i left her all alone ~ but it’s not what it seems ~ i’m convinced, and i believe ~ she’s too good for me ~ now i’m payin’ the price for some crooked advice ~ guess i learned my lesson again ~ yeah i gave her my heart right from the start ~ now all i’ve got left is this pain ~ and as the smoke clears the barkeeper appears ~ he says, son, best be on your way ~ one more for the road, and one for the cold ~ and i raise this last toast in her name ~ here’s to me, here’s to you ~ may your dreams all come true ~ you see i’m not too good for you ~ it’s two a.m. i don't know where i’m going ~ and i don't know what to do ~ guess i’ll find myself a little park bench ~ and kill some time as i wait for you ~ no it’s not what it seems ~ i’m convinced, and i believe ~ here’s to me, here’s to you ~ may your dreams all come true ~ you see i’m not too good for you