If I Were You (I'd Be Through With Me)

If I were you, I'd look at me
And fail to see the things I see in you
If I were you...

And, if I were you, I wouldn't let the shit
You get from me get the better of you
If I were you...

Don't you ever wonder why
I could never make you cry?

Well, if I were you, I'd ride away
To a pasture new where I could graze on
The grass, so succulent and sweet
If I were you, I'd be through with me

If I were you, I wouldn't need
To always read the magazines
That I do that make me bloom

So, if I were you, I'd make the break
Before I take my frustrations
Out on you, just break on through

Don't you ever in your dreams
Take a lover and make her scream?

Well, if I were you, I'd ride away
To a pasture new where I could graze on
The grass, so succulent and sweet
If I were you, I'd be through with me
Well, if I were you, I'd ride away
To a pasture new where I could graze on
The green, green grass of virgin country
I'd live real fast and die real young

You see, if I were you, I'd end my days
In a field of stupid sheep just grazing
The grass, so succulent and sweet
If I were you, I'd be through with me