Heartaches and tears, so many wasted years,
Is that my reward for loving you?
While I played fair, your heart roamed everywhere,
Is that my reward for being [bad word] 

We told our old gang, of wedding plans for spring
But the choir never sang, and the church bells didn't ring, Now you laugh and joke, about the heart you broke
Is that my reward for loving you?

Heartaches and tears, so many wasted years,
Is that my reward for loving you?
While I played fair, your heart roamed everywhere
Is that my reward for being [bad word]  

We told our old gang, of wedding plans for spring
But the choir never sang, and the church bells didn't ring. Now you laugh and joke, about the heart you broke
Is that my reward for loving you?
Is that my reward for loving you...