The Jessica

I saw a photo of you laughing in a bridesmaid's dress
The bruised bags beneath your eyes said you could use some rest
My brother thought you never looked so hot
But my brother's tastes were always a little odd

There were photos of you hanging on to some guy's arm
Sure he's taller and more handsome
But is he going bald?
I know it's absurd to get upset
I mean, I never really wanted you to begin with
When all theses men seem to see these things I don't
I want to take back your tired beauty all for my own

Jessica, oh Jessica
What happened to us?
Was it too much?
Was it not enough?
Was I happy then? I don't think I ever was

I found some photos in a shoebox I had tucked away
A vacation we ha taken to Spirit Lake
You were young and wild and free in a bikini top
I looked old and bored and stormy
But hey, it's only a snapshot

Jessica, oh Jessica
What happened to us?
Was it too much?
Was it not enough?
Was I happy then? I don't think I ever was

I don't think I ever was
I don't think I ever was
And I'll never be
No, I'll never be
No, I'll never be as happy as I like to think I was
Oh Jessica