I Don't Know Why I Bother With Myself

 I'm a fool , I've taken no advice 
 And I'm so cruel , I'm talkin' to you nice 
 But then again you may not take me back 
 Oh just to put my hat back on your rack 
 Guess I don't know why I bother with myself 
 You will find a part of me in someone else 
 I never argued with the fact that she is mine 
 I only hurt her and kissed her three times out of nine 
 You have the edge to talk to men and make them feel at home 
 You spent that every lasting cent on someone that's not your own 
 Bear with me there's bound to be a chance 
 To heal the wound and start back our romance 
 I gained a heart and part of it is yours 
 Oh just to see my love walk through these doors 
 Oh and my life's bound out ahead , I can not look 
 And if you read me , then I am just a book 
 You don't care if rain falls in my room 
 You won't be there if trouble fills my spoon 
 I'm just a clown that plays around with misery in my way 
 Forgetting all the rules of love ....

 ©1966 Robin Gibb
danke an Christian Piko.