Glad to Be Unhappy

Billie Holiday · Complete Masters 1933 - 1959 [2011]

Look at yourself

If you had a sense of humor

You would laugh to beat the band



Look at yourself

Do you still believe the rumor

That romance is simply grand



Since you took it

On the chin

You have lost that

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

I can't win but here I am

More than 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



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