I Missed It

Once I had a sweetheart;

She kinda looked like Joan Fontaine.

She made mediocre art,

But had a fascinating brain.

She asked me how I felt about monogamy.

I didn't understand what she was telling me, no.

Well, you can come up short and never know:

Another debt I'm gonna owe.

Well, I missed it. I missed it. I missed it.

I got so close I could have kissed it;

But then I missed it. I missed it, resisted;

Now those days are gone.

Once I held my own set of keys

To the senior executive suite, with

My very own secretary taking my calls

And telling me who I was scheduled to meet with.

They asked me what I thought about advancement.

I wasn't sure what "We have other plans" meant.

Well, you can lose your place and never know:

Another chance I'm gonna blow.

So, I missed it. I missed it. I missed it.

I got so close I could have kissed it;

But then I missed it. I missed it, resisted;

Now those days are gone.

(All right!)

You can halve the distance all you like

But still not ever touch it.

You can split the difference all your life;

It hurts, it hurts so much, it-!

Once I entertained the notion

I could skate along on charm:

Count on my wit and my looks alone

To keep me safe from harm.

You asked me how it felt to be a dilettante. (what?)

I knew that you knew the answer,

But you didn't want to hear it. No,

You didn't want to hear it.

Well, you can blow your shot and never know:

Another game I'm gonna throw.

So, I missed it. I missed it. I missed it.

I got so close I could have kissed it,

But then I missed it. I missed it.

I pissed it all away.

I missed it. I missed it. I missed it.

You all said no, but I insisted;

That's how I missed it. I missed it. I missed it;

Now those days are gone.