You're up to your chin
You're out on a limb
You're so full of sin
That you're starting to spin
You wish you could fly
You would if you tried
But your wells running dry
And your wondering why
I told you so, I told you so
I told you so, I told you so
I'm starting to think
You should see a shrink
Your ships gonna sink
You'll miss if you blink
I told you so, I told you so
I told you so, I told you so
When you're out of luck
Everything's f**ed
Your try to s**
You'll just come unstuck
It's all wearing thin
For such a thick skin
The clothes that you're in
Should be in the bin
I told you so, I told you so
I told you so, I told you so
I told you so, I told you so
I told you so, I told you so