Well, it's not for me to say
But I can't see what you see in him anyway
But such righteousness in me
Is not a nice thing to displayAnd who am I
For Christ sakes anyway
Oh, to judge a life this wayWhen my owns in disarray
My owns in disarray
My owns in disarray, heyAnd I watch Saturday Kids' TV
Yeah, with the sound turned down
And I leave food on the eiderdown
All my thoughts pushed undergroundMaybe you're happy, everyone says you are
You drive around on two star
You leave your life ajar
And God knows you deserve it
Bad luck follows everyoneSo go on and stop listening to me
Stop listening to me
And don't ask me how I feel
Don't ask me how I feelSo it's not for me to say
Because I change my mind from day to day
Oh, and when I look at you
I only see bits of myself anywaySo go on and stop listening to me
Stop listening to me
And don't ask me what to say
Or to judge a life this wayWhen my owns in disarray
My owns in disarray
My owns in disarray, hey