Words and Music by Ben Watt
Well it s not for me to say
but I can t see what you see in him anyway.
But such righteousness in me
is not a nice thing to display
and who am I for cristsakes anyway
to judge a life this way
when my own s in disarray?
I watch Saturday kids TV
with the sound turned down.
I leave food on the eiderdown.
All my thoughts pushed underground.
Maybe you re happy
- everyone says you are.
You drive around on two star
you leave your life ajar
and God knows you desserve it.
Bad luck follows everyone.
So go onand stop listening to me.
Stop listening to me.
And don t ask me how I feel.
Don t ask me how I feel.
So it s not for me to say
because I change my mind from day to day
and when I look at you
I only see bits of myself anyway.
So go onand stop listening to me.
Stop lisening to me.
And don t ask me what to say
or to judge a life this way
when my own s in disarray.
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