Once I had a sweetheart;
She kind of 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

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
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