There's no such thing as sleep or a jealous foolAnd being jealous about someone like you is sort of foolish tooThe life you chose is the life you want I guessLosing you might be the best thing yetThe longest day I lived I'd still be suffering from the shameAnd the gutter you were making yourself quite a nameI wanted you, you wanted anyone you could getLosing you might be the best thing yetPatiently I sit alone and waitKnowing where you were and what you were doing turned my love to hateMy foolishness is all that I regretLosing you might be the best thing yetThe longest day I lived I'd still be suffering from the shameAnd in the gutter you were making yourself quite a nameI wanted you, you wanted anyone you could getLosing you might be the best thing yet