Lie, I had to lie, I had to say
What I felt inside.
I can't sleep, I just can't sleep,
I walk for miles but I see no trees.
Don't you know that they don't understand?
All the days are similar in plan
They'll turn the lights out when I die.
They'll turn the lights out when I die.
And it's good to know you're with somebody half as good as me.
They'll put a statue up outside,
And I can watch with pharaohs eye's,
And then they'll all know I was somebody.
Kate, you're all washed out,
you've had your time now it's just about,
That time to give it in, cos someone's waiting to step right in.
Don't you know your shoes are out of style?
It's good to spit it out before you smile.
They'll turn the lights out when I die.
They'll turn the lights out when I die.
And it's good to know you're with somebody half as good as me.
They'll put a statue up outside,
Just like the pharaohs did a high,
And then they'll all know I was somebody.
All I really know is all I see, I'm half the way,
And all I really see is half I know.
So what is it that makes me loath the way I am?
So what is it, what does it mean?
When you're half the way I am.
What I felt inside.
I can't sleep, I just can't sleep,
I walk for miles but I see no trees.
Don't you know that they don't understand?
All the days are similar in plan
They'll turn the lights out when I die.
They'll turn the lights out when I die.
And it's good to know you're with somebody half as good as me.
They'll put a statue up outside,
And I can watch with pharaohs eye's,
And then they'll all know I was somebody.
Kate, you're all washed out,
you've had your time now it's just about,
That time to give it in, cos someone's waiting to step right in.
Don't you know your shoes are out of style?
It's good to spit it out before you smile.
They'll turn the lights out when I die.
They'll turn the lights out when I die.
And it's good to know you're with somebody half as good as me.
They'll put a statue up outside,
Just like the pharaohs did a high,
And then they'll all know I was somebody.
All I really know is all I see, I'm half the way,
And all I really see is half I know.
So what is it that makes me loath the way I am?
So what is it, what does it mean?
When you're half the way I am.