Ooh, we never had a chance here
Ooh, we never had a chance
Ooh, you hung us out to dry here
Cos you can never stick to plans
I think that you should know
I think that you should know
I think that you should number each one of your failings
From one up to a million
I think that you should say
I think that you should say
I think that you should say you're sorry in the morning
And with a halo of light
Blurring the outlines of your prostrate form
I might have the weakness to forgive
'Til the next time you let me down
Cos you always let me down
Like a disappointing ready meal for one
But the next time you let me down
Will be the last time you let me down
If I read between the lines
If I put my ear down to the ground
I'm picking up the merest hint of wishing some affliction on me
Nothing too life-ending, just a bit of pain to educate me
Now I see the workings of your heart
If I take a step away
If I put my feelings to the side
You would make a subject of the very highest kind of order
I'll take you to my lab and work out what exists behind the temper
Maybe there's a pill you haven't tried?
Not that I've a licence to prescribe
Or take your chances as you are
Your circus won't be moving far
Though I would hope that we are past that
Yeah I would hope you will be understood
Yeah I would hope that I can hold on
Yeah I would hope you will be understood
It kinda hurts when you tell me
"Unpleasant truths" you think I need to hear
All tied up with a bow
And it kinda hurts when the darts land
One between the eyes, and one in each ear
Nestled into the bone
But I don't believe you have a point
I don't believe you have a point
No I don't believe you have a point
Not even a little point
It kinda hurts when you tell me
That I'll never mean much at all to you
Even worse than the darts
And it kinda hurts like a car crash
It's a sudden impact to the chest
Before all turns to dark
Cos I'm not indestructible
In fact I'm pretty much averagely vulnerable
And despite all the tough talk, this is
Rapidly becoming unbearable
So I might need to find a place to stay
Just for a while
Just 'til I've steadied the ship and decided whether it's worth
Patching the holes
Or whether to give it all up as a lost cause
Lay her to rest on the sea bed
Cos I need more light
Poor, poor me
Poor, poor me
Well, a mediocre omelette is the best I can achieve
Set them free
Set them free
Yeah, the eggs are broken now and you're regretting asking me
But once the shells are shattered it can never be undone
Yet again
Yet again
You gave the simplest of instructions and they sailed over my head
And I can see
Yeah I can see
That I'm kindergarten-standard in a room where everyone has a degree
Hold up my hand
To be excused
Go hang my head
Back in my room
If you want someone to fuck this up
I will be your stand-out candidate
If you want to make yourself look good
Stand next to me in a line and wait
Poor, poor you
Poor, poor you
You're just a step or two away from my catastrophe du jour
Poor, poor you
Poor, poor you
Cos every time you look at me I will have found a way to fuck up something new
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