Those Little Things

No, nothing but my best, not good enough for you
’Coz nothing much is still too much, too few
Remember to forget, pretend you never knew
To beat the best, don’t leave a clue

No, nothing but the best was not enough for you
You wouldn’t buy, my pretty lie was true
Bad acting at the curtain fall is nothing new
Those little things that never leave a clue

If nothing but the best means nothing much to you
Don’t count on me, just count me out, please do
I’II never be your second best, as odd as number two
One little thing that just won’t let you choose

No, nothing but the best, and nothing less will do
It’s more or less, the loneliness I knew
But you, you had me marked, initials black and blue
Those little things that never leave a clue

If nothing but the best, means nothing much to you
Don’t count on me, just count me out, please do
I’II never be your second best, as odd as number two
One little thing that just won’t let you choose