What You've Done Lyrics - Feeding The Gods - Tim Finn

The first time that I saw you 

I knew my mind 

All my best intentions 

I left behind 

The secret code is broken 

I found it out 

When the door is open 

There's no room for doubt 

And all I ever wanted 

Was to meet my special one 

All the friends that gathered 

I knew each and every one 

They can't do what you've done 

They can't do what you've done 

The torch that you must carry 

Is burning me 

I saw you with your boyfriend 

He's bigger than me 

The pretty dress I bought you 

I wear myself 

Wipes away the memory 

Of someone else 

The mirror ball is spinning 

Like a golden fatso moon 

The girls of grace and glamor 

Have all arrived too soon 

They can't do what you've done 

They can't do what you've done 

They can't do what you've done 

They can't do what you've done 

There's a poet in the bathroom 

And he's boring everyone 

Newspaper reporters 

Spoiling all the fun 

With their lies and crimes 

And piles of rhymes 

That don't help anyone 

You can't do what you've done 

You can't do what you've done 

You can't do what you've done 

You can't do what you've done 

What you've done 

What you've done 

What you've done 

What you've done