Two Out of Three Ain't Bad by MeatLoaf

To me, this is the Worst Song Ever (after Achy Breaky Heart, for which I will NOT post the lyrics):

Baby we can talk all night
But that ain't gettin us nowhere
I told you everything I possibly can
There's nothing left inside of here
And maybe you can cry all night
But that'll never change the way I feel
The snow is really piling up outside
I wish you wouldn't make me leave here

I poured it on and I poured it out
I tried to show you just how much I care
I'm tired of words and I'm too hoarse to shout
But you've been cold to me so long
I'm crying icicles instead of tears
And all I can do,
Is keep on telling you
I want you, I need you, but there ain't no way I'm ever gonna love you
Now don't be sad, 'Cause two out of three ain't bad

You'll never find your gold on a sandy beach
You'll never drill for oil on a city street
I know you're looking for a ruby in a mountain of rocks
But there ain't no Coup de Ville
Hiding at the bottom of a Cracker Jack box
I can't lie, I can't tell you something I'm not
No matter how I try, I'll never be able
To give you something, something that I just haven't got

There's only one girl that I will ever love
And that was so many years ago
And though I know I'll never get her out of my heart
She never loved me back, ooh I know
I remember how she left me on a stormy night
She kissed me and got out of our bed
And though I pleaded and I begged her not to walk out that door
She packed her bags and turned right away

And she kept on telling me
She kept on telling me, she kept on telling me
I want you, I need you
But there ain't no way I'm ever gonna love you
Now don't be sad, 'Cause two out of three ain't bad
Baby we can talk all night
But that ain't getting us nowhere