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
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
I know what that's like
And you know that's what I'm marred by
Memories of old times
Made me who I'll never be
Me
I do know what it's like
To be picked last in soccer practice and in 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