Loving Another Man

You say you think I'm pretty
You say you think I'm sweet
You've talked it over with my parents
They think your pretty neat.

I guess this is what I wanted
He has everything I need
He's said those very special words
" I love you, will you please?"

I guess this is my happily ever after
The one I've dreamed of as a chlid
The man, the house, the whole big scoop
Nothing too insecure or wild.

I guess that's why I shot myself
The night of our honeymoon
Could've been the pressure, could've been the guilt
Of loving another man too soon.