I know what it's like To be left out when all your friends try the new hip suicide thing And I know what it's like When your wanksock's found and worn by another guy
I know what it's like And I know it's a crime too But what makes me try again Is to bear the thought of you
I know what it's like To feel like there is somebody watching you And I know what it's like To turn around and see that they were indeed watching you
Yeah, I know what it's like And you know that's what I'm marred by Memories of old times Made me who I'll never be Me
Yeah, I know what it's like To be picked last in soccer practice and shithole prostibules And I know what it's like To have to trade a girlfriend for a muse
And I've been known to say The world is a dance of chairs Suiciniv is my name Guess I nearly had you there Yeah
