I've blown it in every single way

Screwed every single chance that came

You're a super star in waiting for the silver screen

Then the pressure came, swept away in a tidal wave

Could be all of you, still awake at noon

Blew my chances in a tragic flurry, sweeping apathy

Buy all my food from the B.P.store when the night kicks in

I'm turning my back on everyone, I've blown everything I've ever done

I've fucked it up, shot my load

Spewed onto the motorway shoulder

Could have been somebody special

I'm not such a tragic waste of space

I could bring happiness to people

Just one more greatest hits, stuff for the devotees

The same old faces came, they love their summer spectaculars

By the grace of god could be up by noon

I'm not a tragic waster but I can't stay focused for my apathy

They could have bought me a brand new car and a house in France

I've really blown it now, blew it all away, on a whim, whim

Fucked it up, shot my load

Spewed onto the motorway shoulder

I could have been somebody special

Sat on my own for far too long

Things should have been so different now

Life looks so confusing through my window bay

Just to see a face, really pleased when the gas man comes

Could be all of you still awake at noon

Blew my chances in a tragic flurry of apathy

All my free food from a B.P. store when the night kicks in

I've really blown it now, blew it all away on a whim, on a whim

Because I fucked it up, shot my load

Spewed onto the motorway shoulder

I could have been somebody special