Since I've been seeing you, there's a lot more things that I should do. Since
I've known your name, I've been so lazy that I should be ashamed, and you
should see my place, it's been a mess since I saw your face. I don't know how
or why you came, I don't know shit, don't ven know my name. Well you don't ask
me for much, but I'm losing track of half my stuff, things go without a trace,
and your best friend tells me you've got a new place, well I bet it looks just
fine, more than half the things you've got are mine, and I should break your
neck, 'cos I'm losing track, and I'm losing my self respect. Oh now I'm getting
mad, for the love of the things I used to have, yeah now I'm feeling bad, for
the love of the girl that drives me mad, all her friends look smug, it's
catching on like a virus bug, and she's got some poor mug, she'll get him down
and she'll do it again.