Grotesque

Since I’ve been seeing you
There’s a lot more things that I should do
Since I’ve known your name
I’ve been so lazy that I should be ashamed
And you should see my place
It’s been a mess since I saw your face
I don’t know how or why you came
I don’t know shit
Don’t ven know my name
Well you don’t ask me for much
But I’m losing track of half my stuff
Things go without a trace
And your best friend tells me
You’ve got a new place
Well I bet it looks just fine
More than half the things you’ve got are mine
And I should break your neck
'cos I’m losing track
And I’m losing my self respect
Oh now I’m getting mad
For the love of the things I used to have
Yeah now I’m feeling bad
For the love of the girl that drives me mad
All her friends look smug
It’s catching on like a virus bug
And she’s got some poor mug
She’ll get him down and she’ll do it again