You said you wanted me to stay, Still hoping for a better day. But as I turned you heard me say, I am no good at love. Still with my heart I made so free, Expected love accordingly, But now I know that could not be. I am no good at love. I am no good, I'm too intense, To turn my passion into sense, Nor ever proud enough to be Like those who take love carelessly. I am no good at love. There's different kinds of loneliness, The kind you make yourself's the best. I know because I've tried the rest. I am no good at love. And when self-pity makes me pray For all the love we threw away, Here in sweet solitude I'll say, I am no good at love.