It was the 10th of February, the day you left me at the gate
You see you left me at the gate with a rope in my hand and a gun in the other
Now even if I said I didn't mind
Even if I said I'd be alright
I was too busy anyway
And even if I said I'll be ok
I turned my back and I cried my eyes out
And now I say, yeah
I wish I was little bit prettier
I wish I was a little bit nicer
But I guess I'm not
I wish I was little less jealous
I wish I was little bit taller
But I guess I'm not and that's ok
It was the 10th of February, the day you left me at the gate
You see you left me at the gate with a rope in my hand and a gun in the other
And even if I said I didn't mind
Even if I said I'd be alright
I was too busy anyway
And even if I said I'll be ok
I turned my back and I fucking cried my eyes out
And now I say, yeah
I wish I was little bit prettier
I wish I was a little bit smarter
But I guess I'm not
I wish I was little bit taller
I wish I was little bit cooler
But I guess I'm not and that's ok
I wish I was little bit prettier
I wish I was a little bit smarter
But I guess I'm not
I wish I was little bit taller
I wish I was little less jealous
But I guess I'm not and that's ok, alright, ok
It was the 10th of February, the day you left me at the gate
You see you left me at the gate with a rope in my hand and a gun in the other