Treated You Well

I cried on the phone I asked, “are you sure?” You said that you were You also said you loved me first Just not at my worst Or if I’m wearing an underskirt I’m not the problem I know this all because you told me so We’ll let all your friends think that I’m crazy And we’ll keep it between you and me That I treated you well I cried on the phone You said you should go I said, “don’t” I don’t want you gone New paint on my toes And I’ll let it grow Until I’m over it I’m not the problem I know this all because you told me so We’ll let all your friends think that I’m crazy And wе’ll keep it between you and me That I treatеd you well And I’d kiss and not tell And you said that you fell So I bandaged your knees And I bled just as well As your mademoiselle Who forgave all of your infidelities Now you’ve got me undressed And my heads on your chest And you gave me some gold But I gave you my best And now I’m underdressed At some who’s worse contest And the voice in my head Says that I should have left But I treated you well