She said it was over between us,

She told me that I had to go;

Her ideal affair didn't mean us -

I asked myself: "What do I know?"

She said she'd found love with another,

She told me she couldn't say no;

That I was just like a big brother -

I asked myself: "What do I know?"

She said she was brimming with pity,

She told me she knew I was low;

Trying to be worldly and witty -

I asked myself: "What do I know?"

She said that we shouldn't feel sorrow,

She boasted about her new beau;

Now I'm marrying a rich heiress tomorrow -

I ask myself: "What do I know?"