I am a cliche. I am a cliche. I am a cliche. I am a cliche. I am a cliche you've seen before. I am a cliche that lives next door. I am a cliche, you know what I mean.
I thought you were so innocent. Until I got my fingers burnt. You think me strange and quite peculiar. Let the first appearance fool ya. . Even though you're not my mum.
This time I've made up my mind I've had enough. What a complete waste of time I've had enough. . Each morning I wake to discover that nothing's changed.
I am alone, there's nobody there. I have some time to spare whenever I feel this way. I look around at everyone else. Have they no time to spare whenever I feel this way?.
I don't know what to do with my life. Should I give it up and make a new start?. I don't know what to do with my life. 'Cause the one I've got just tears me apart.
I wonder if you'll notice. Exactly how I feel. Maybe if we could spend more time together. Then you'd discover what I try hard to conceal. . But you don't know what I'm talking about.