But not for me

They're writing songs of love, but not for me.
a lucky star's above, but not for me.
with love to lead the way
i've found more clouds of grey
than any russain play could guarantee.
i was a fool to fall and get that way;
heigh-ho! alas! and also, lack-a-day!
although i can't dismiss the mem'ry of his kiss, i guess he's mot for me.
He's knocking on a door, but not for me.
he'll plan a two by four, but not for me.
i know that love's a game;
i'm puzzled, just the same,
was i the moth or flame?
i'm all at sea.
it all began so well, but what an end!
this is the time a feller needs a friend,
when ev'ry happy plot ends with the marriage knot,
and there's no knot for me.