You're Wrong When It's Right

We were always on and off, Alex and I. Everyone thought we were pretty much meant to be together, perfect match. So much in common. Only, he's a complete ass. Being with him is like a constant self-esteem downer. His boyish good looks and heart-stopping talent doesn't help much, either. Always looking for someone to prove himself to, and when he can't find anybody to listen, I'm his number one girl. Reluctantly. I'm always looking forward to him going on tour, except, he soaks up all of the fans' affection and brings it right back to me. Of course, I get dragged along on most occasions; dealing with his drunken spells. I love him, I really do; but all of his crazy antics never seem to make me feel any better. Especially when I never seem to do a good enough job keeping him happy.