Two Out Of Three Ain't Bad - Todd Rundgren

Baby we can talk all night

But that ain’t gettin us nowhere

I told you everything I possibly can

There’s nothing left inside of here

And maybe you can cry all night

But that’ll never change the way I feel

The snow is really piling up outside

I wish you wouldn’t make me leave here

I poured it on and I poured it out

I tried to show you just how much I care

I’m tired of words and I’m too hoarse to shout

But you’ve been cold to me so long

I’m crying icicles instead of tears

And all I can do is keep on telling you

I want you, I need you

But-there ain’t no way I’m ever gonna love you

Now don’t be sad

'Cause two out of three ain’t bad

Now don’t be sad

'Cause two out of three ain’t bad

You’ll never find your gold on a sandy beach

You’ll never drill for oil on a city street

I know you’re looking for a ruby in a mountain of rocks

But there ain’t no Coup de Ville hiding at the bottom

Of a Cracker Jack box

I can’t lie, I can’t tell you something I’m not

No matter how I try

I’ll never be able to give you something

Something that I just haven’t got

There’s only one girl I’ll ever love

And that was so many years ago

And though I know I’ll never get her out of my heart

She never loved me back

Ooh I know

I remember how she left me on a stormy night

She kissed me and got out of our bed

And though I pleaded and I begged her not to walk out that door