Lyrics

Look at yourself.  
If you had the sense of humor,  
You would laugh to beat the band.  
  
Look at yourself.  
Do you still believe in rumor  
that romance is simply grand?  
  
Since you took it right  
on the chin,  
you have lost that bright  
toothpaste grin.  
  
My mental state is all a jumble.  
I sit around and sadly mumble.  
  
Fools rush in, so here I am,  
very glad to be unhappy.  
  
Unrequited love's a bore,  
and I've got it pretty bad.  
But for someone you adore,  
it's a pleasure to be sad  
  
Like a straying baby lamb  
with no mammy and no pappy,  
I'm so unhappy,  
but oh, so glad.

Song details

Artist: Billie Holiday