Oh, to get ahead in this world   Takes a lot of kind words   And ruthless damning actions   And I hope, I never have to hurt you   Though I gladly will do, my friend      And I'll be reading in the kitchen   Sipping lazy cups of tea   I won't be brooding in my bedroom   With the shutters down on me      And this song is not cathartic   Because I've done nothing wrong   It's just a song   It's just a song      Ah, you see, the more you're trying   The more I know you're lying   The more I start to hate the sight of you   Tell me what you would do?   Pulled by both arms, nearly torn in two      And I'll be reading in the kitchen   Sipping lazy cups of tea   I won't be crying in my bedroom   With the covers over me      And this song is not cathartic   Because I've done nothing wrong   It's just a song   It's just a song      And I'll be reading in the kitchen   Sipping lazy cups of tea   I won't be brooding in my bedroom   With the shutters down on me      And this song is not cathartic   Because I've done nothing wrong   It's just a song   It's just a song      It's just a song   It's just a song