Il testo della Good for you

I used to be good for you
But now i'm good enough for nothing and no one
Don't know where's my know-how
About this strange love thing i do.

I sit here in silence as i watch your thoughts dirge 'cross your face
You say you feel sick, well i'm feeling sick now as i say,
"i'm not your messiah." still, i'm too much of a saint to tell you

I'm tired of tiptoeing around, all around myself
You see i've misplaced my god
And replaced it with something else
I don't' want to say it
Cause you know if you don't say it, it's not real
Still i can't go in silence cause i think and i breathe and i feel
I wish you'd realize that i'm never gonna be your beck and call girl

I used to be good for you
But now i'm good enough for nothing and no one
Don't know where's my know-how
About this strange love thing i do.