the more you criticize me
the more i know im right
i just cant stop this need for you
to help me through the night
and though you treat me badly
treat me like a slave
sure no one would believe it
the way that you behave
sometimes i dare to wonder
is there life after you
could my heart stand the loneliness
could my head see it through
and i say oh, oh, oh, oh
i thought that we were perfect
the best there'd ever been
i would be your gypsy king
and you would be my queen
but real life just ain't like that
and so before to long
my sweet and happy melody
became a sadder song
and though the tune is different
that old familiar blues
there is nothing i would change in us
there is nothing i could lose
and i say oh, oh, oh, oh
and though the tune is different
that old familiar blues
there is nothing i would change in us
there is nothing i could lose