| You don’t know what you did to me, |
| no you just can’t see, you just can’t see. |
| Can’t be trusted further than the eye can |
| see, you’re a shadow to me, shadow to me. |
| When things go wrong, you’re quick to blame, everyone but yourself |
| It’s a crying shame, |
| you cannot change; no wonder friends are estranged |
| When you pass I see you stare, |
| avert your eyes, then turn away, your hiding, hiding. |
| Can’t look in my eyes, |
| deep down you realise, there’s nothing to say, nothing to say. |
| When things go wrong, you’re quick to blame, everyone but yourself |
| It’s a crying shame, |
| you cannot change, no wonder friends are estranged |
| You act the clown, the Jester Fool, Touchstone for the things you do |
| In your head you construe, conspiracies all around you. |
| It’s a crying shame, you cannot change, |
| No wonder friends are estranged |
| When things go wrong, you’re quick to blame, |
| No wonder friends are estranged |
| It’s a crying shame, you cannot change, |
| No wonder friends are estranged |
| When things go wrong, you’re quick to blame, |
| No wonder friends are estranged |