Two Star

Words and
Music by Ben
Watt 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 display, and who am
I for cristsakes anyway to judge a life this way when my own's in disarray?
I watch Saturday kids'
TV with the sound turned down.
I leave food on the eiderdown.
All my thoughts pushed underground.
Maybe you're happy - everyone says you are.
You drive around on two star, you leave your life ajar, and
God knows you desserve it .
Bad luck follows everyone.
So 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 feel. So it's not for me to say, because
I change my mind from day to day, and when
I look at you
I only see bits of myself anyway.
So go on, and stop listening to me.
Stop lisening to me.
And don't ask me what to say, or to judge a life this way when my own's in disarray.