(Ben Watt)  Well it's not for me to say  But I can't see what you see in him anyway  But such righteousness in me  Is not a nice thing to display  And who am I for Christ sakes anyway  To judge a life this way  When my own's in disarray  My own's in disarray  When my own's in disarray  I watch Saturday kid's TV with the sound turned down  And I leave food on the eiderdown  All my thoughts pushed underground  Maybe you're happy - everyone says you are  You drive around on Two Star  You leave your life ajar  And God knows you deserve it  Bad luck follows everyone  So go on, and stop listening to me  Stop listening to me  And don't ask me how I feel  Don't ask me how I feel  So it's not for me to say  Because I change my mind from day to day  And when I look at you  I only see bits of myself anyway  So go on, and stop listening to me  Stop listening to me  And don't ask me what to say  Or to judge a life this way  When my own's in disarray.