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.