You don't want no one to follow you
It's hardly possible to not see you
This place is way too small
Or maybe you just ask for too much space
Ever thought of that
Maybe it's you and all the things you do
You think you get over it by not facing up to it
You're piling up histories, and don't get on top of it
You, you're high above the ground
You fall headlong back down to earth
In fact you do alright but you're not aware
You just pretend that you do not care
You are such a bloody fake
You're piling up histories but don't get on top of it
You're wasting your time by making lists out of it
You're such a bloody fool
Mirror mirror on the wall
Who is the brightest of them all
Not you, this much is true
Loves, and lives you had them all
You'd put at stake your own recall
You're such a bloody fool