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.