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