Come on, I'll be a no one For you Got you wrong, it's not your fault Sometimes I'd rather be a cheat You can't keep suckling me I was trying so hard to enjoy everything That I ended up enjoying nothing Serious I'm really well fed I know greviously you needed me like a hole in the head but
Come on, I'll be a no one For you Stay home and write a song For you Like shooting star, change of heart Something that you rarely see Smell the lilies on me Oh yeah
Roadside, covered in flies And caustic soda We're giving off the same odour Serious I'm really well fed I know greviously you needed me like a hole in the head but
Come on, I'll be a no one For you Stay home and write a song For you For you
