"You Know Me Better Than That"
Baby, since you left me, there's somebody knew.
She thinks I'm perfect, I swear.
She likes my body, my class and my charm.
She says I've got a confident air.
She respects my ambition, thinks I'm talented too,
But she's in love with an image time is bound to see through.
Oh/But you know me better than that.
You know the me that gets lazy and fat.
How moody I can be, all my insecurities.
You've seen me lose all my charm, you know I was raised on a farm.
Oh, she tells her friends I'm perfect
And that I love her cat, but you know me better than that.
I miss picnics and blue jeans and buckets of beer-
Now it's ballet and symphony hall.
I'm into culture, clean up to my ears;
It's like wearing a shoe that's too small.
Oh I caught her with an issue of Brides magazine,
Starin' at dresses and pickin' out rings.
Oh she tells her friends I'm perfect and that I love that cat,
Oh but you know me better than that.