That May Not Be Good Enough

I’m surprised you showed your face last night The shades were a nice touch After you led me down the garden path I guess shame don’t come easy to some I bit my tongue and I said nothing Though I have plenty to say -- When it comes to the fruit of the poisoned tree Some folks must like the taste You sure had a lot of gall Chew’n me out and all Well, you may be good looking But that may not be good enough I’ll admit I took the tenderloin But I gave you a prime cut You'd barely tried a mouthful Before you spit it all out I hitched my wagon to your star I made a leap of faith My efforts were lambs to the slaughter Your only value was your face You butchered your own damn name You're a poster child for the vain Well, you may be good looking That may not be good enough I teeter between resentment and pity You’re a saboteur; You’re a flake Next time I’ll choose a partner Not a self-consuming snake It’ll be hard to watch you have success Still I wish you well and all the best Remember though… You may be good looking That may not be good enough