I was so close to quitting my smoking habit Until you came along and quit on us And now I am scattered like ashes In the streets ‘cause I couldn’t call you my home Tell me you’re lying or I’ll tell myself either way I’m pretty good at making excuses You’re not the first I fell for a version of him that doesn’t exist There’d be bigger boobs, thinner waist, better ass Less dependent, confident and glow for you to shine Greater tolerance and similarity with your mum And I was all of that Tell me, tell me What would be enough? I can’t think of things I haven’t done Yes, there are all of the girls But who would’ve written a song for ya It’s just all part of the fun Innit? You’re just enjoying the run ‘Cause I am just an easy target But who would’ve written a song for ya You’re the bandage I can’t rip off And you made sure of that You give me little treats whenever you feel like it After your friends, after your work After that girl, after your selfishness You felt like, ooh? Let’s give her some attention ‘Please don’t go, you’re too special’ ‘I love you, better and worse’ ‘We were born on the same day, we’re like twins’ That’s what you said when we first met After all, love is just bullshit ‘Cause you chose your ego instead of us Tell me, tell me What would be enough? I can’t think of things I haven’t done Yes, there are all of the girls But who would’ve written a song for ya It’s just all part of the fun Innit? You’re just enjoying the run ‘Cause I am just an easy target But who would’ve written a song for ya Who would’ve written a song for ya Who would’ve written a song for ya There’d be bigger boobs, thinner waist, better ass Less dependent, confident and glow for you to shine Greater tolerance and similarity with your mum But who would’ve written a song for ya