I can't say I'm into it, but who am I to moan
I'm the saint, I'm the hypocrite, at your end of the phone
So I 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, you're basically on your own

I can't say I'm into it, but who am I to moan
I'm the saint, I'm the 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 kept to the moral guidelines that you set
For now I'll step towards my leader and disguise my lies like I'm king set

I can't say I'm into it, but who am I to moan
I'm the saint, I'm the 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