I forgot my own past
It was never meant to last
So I looked to beyond pretty fast
It's as bad as I feared
You think I'm a little weird
And now everything's gone wrong since I appeared
Put this letter on my sweater
Pronounce me an upsetter
I work better from the outside looking in
Put this letter on my sweater
I don't know how that's meta
But apparently your gesture says it all
What you are so were we
What we are you will be
So ring the bell, down your tools, come for tea
That's enough, OK you win
Reputation's in the bin
I'm surprised you don't consider that a sin