I can't say I'm into it, but who am I to moan?
I'm your saint, I'm your hypocrite, at your end of the phone
So make clear your interest, and make sure you're alone
'Cause I am dying

'Cause you're basic
And you're basically on your own

I'm fine, borderline, so bad it hurts
Think fast with your money, 'cause it can't get much worse
I get told that I'm far too old for number one perks
But it's well worth trying
I'm good in the neighborhood, can play a big part
I bought this for a thought, for a kiss, for a tale of a broken heart
I guess we are a thing gonna him, gonna him, but they think there's a start
That leaves me crying

'Cause you're basic
And you're basically on your own

I can't say I'm into it, but who am I to moan?
I'm your saint, I'm your hypocrite, at your end of the phone
So make clear your interest, and make sure you're alone
'Cause I am dying

'Cause you're basic
And you're basically on your own

We are only living our separate lives
Except we do the same things at the same times
I've kept to the moral guidelines that you set
And now I'll step towards my leader and disguise my lies like I'm king set

Oh, I can't say I'm into it, but who am I to moan?
I'm your saint, I'm your hypocrite, at your end of the phone
So make clear your interest, and make sure you're alone
'Cause I am dying

'Cause you're basic
And you're basically on your own