A combination of the two worst ideals that you might have

Well don't complain when you just concede

There's nothing left for you

It's sad to think that it all went over my head

I like to think it was easy not to have said

It's sad to think that it all went over my head

I like to think it was easy not to have said

Look up, there's another place where you might just have come from

Hold me down, there is nothing to say i've been spent round here

It's sad to think that it all went over my head

I like to think it was easy not to have said

It's sad to think that it all went over my head

I like to think it was easy not to have said