[Verse] Here is her brush, There is her hat. She was in a rush, And left like that. That's her lipstick, She packed so bloody quick, On our bed, a little note. (I'm out of here! You prick!) Now what? (What-what?) What do I do? What can I do? (Do not panic. It's not the Titanic.) She took the car, but left her purse, Left her money. [Break] I guess... [Chorus] It could be worse. (Yeah, Yeah. Yeah, Yeah.) I guess, it could be worse. It could be worse. (Yeah, Yeah. Yeah, Yeah.) I guess, it could be worse. It could be worse. (Yeah, Yeah. Yeah, Yeah.) I guess, it could be worse. It could be worse. (Yeah-yeah. Yeah-yeah.) It could be worse. [Instrumental break] [Verse] Here I go then, alone again. I'll be fine, (Bye bye!) But. Who will oversalt my soup with such lovin’? Who will burn my roast in the oven? I'm supposed to be sad, Her whining voice pops in my head, (A high pitch that could distract a bat.) Finally got back, my drawer, (Space for the socks and a whole lot more.) She will, Never call me pig or sexist. Begin to, Delete her watchlist on Netflix. Feels like the end of a curse. [Break] I guess... [Chorus] It could be worse. (Yeah, Yeah. Yeah, Yeah.) I guess, it could be worse. It could be worse. (Yeah, Yeah. Yeah, Yeah.) I guess, it could be worse. It could be worse. (Yeah, Yeah. Yeah, Yeah.) I guess, it could be worse. It could be worse. (Yeah-yeah. Yeah-yeah.) It could be worse. [Instrumental break] [Flute solo] [Instrumental transition] [Trumpet solo] [Instrumental break] [Verse] She said: (I can stay, if you want.) Then she completely took over. We've had a good start, She even bought me a pink pullover. I gave her my heart, she took the credit card, Then she wouldn't stop shopping, (Lovin'), Huggin', (Chattin'), Jabberin', And mostly complainin'. Our love's gone wrong, Only sex stayed strong. [Instrumental break] [Break] [Verse] It was great. (was it?) It was nice. (that's it?) I enjoyed it. (hahaha) I'd do something, but the silence is convincing, I’d only care if she were here begging and wincing, On her knees, in her tears, Letting the guilt bend her, And surrender. Honestly, I'm trying to understand her. There she is! Calling me. [Break] (Are you goin' to answer?) [Break] hmmm... I guess... [Chorus] It could be worse. (Yeah, Yeah. Yeah, Yeah.) I guess, it could be worse. It could be worse. (Yeah, Yeah. Yeah, Yeah.) I guess, it could be worse. It could be worse. (Yeah, Yeah. Yeah, Yeah.) I guess, it could be worse. It could be worse. (Yeah-yeah. Yeah-yeah.) It could be worse. [Break] I guess... [Chorus] It could be worse. (Yeah, Yeah. Yeah, Yeah.) It could be worse. (Yeah, Yeah. Yeah, Yeah.) It could be worse. (Yeah, Yeah. Yeah, Yeah.) [Outro] It could be worse. It could be... [Break] [Spoken word] No. No. No. Not again.
