I think I'll have my cake and eat it too
Just let some strange ideas into my head
Allow them to walk round in there with you
And find some things about me I've not said.
So I want this and this and this and that
And I want loving all mixed up with hate
The things I wish for are what makes me fat
But I don't realise until too late.
And all I long for fills me with disgust
When everything is spent and then I see
If there's a person in the world to trust,
The one person that person isn't's me.
So all the things I do make me feel bad,
And that's the only way I can feel glad.
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