There you go and, baby, here am I oh, well, you left me here so I could sit and cry well, golly gee, what have you done to me? well, I guess, it doesn't matter anymore. do you remember, baby, last september, how you held me tight each and every night, well, oops-a-daisy, how you drove me crazy, but, I guess, it doesn't matter anymore. * there's no use in me a-crying, I've done everything and, now, I'm sick of trying, I've thrown away my nights and wasted all my days over you. well, you go your way and I'll go mine, now and forever till the end of time. we'll say we're through and you won't matter anymore * ... you won't matter anymore.