This is all because you didn't like my mum

Well I'm afraid I can't get born again

Oh it's not just me who's changed



And can you tell me what it is you think I said

And are you sure that it's not just in your head

And when was this anyway?



And if we're really really going to be honest

We might as well be brief



And by the way I got your little

Along with some dryness in my throat

When I saw that it came from you



Oh was it really too hard to tell me to my face

That you don't long for my embrace

The way you used to do?



And if we're really really going to be honest

We might as well be brief