I thought I knew Something more about you than you let through I thought I saw Something close to kindness But that was all
Oh, it’s so ironic You’ve got the good book your name’s still on it Oh, it’s so ironic That you’ve got a room with a view
How wrong it feels Watching your delight as they grease the wheels My patience’ thin You’re tearing off strips off’ another skin
Oh, it’s so ironic You’ve got the good book your name’s still on it Oh, it’s so ironic That you’ve got a room with a view
So what becomes of a friend That no one wants to defend?
I thought I knew Something more about you than you let through I thought I saw Something close to kindness But that was all
Oh, it’s so ironic You’ve got the good book your name’s still on it Oh, it’s so ironic That you’ve got a room with a view
How wrong it feels That you’ve got a room with a view |
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