i've never seen you so awful i found you at the bottom of a russian novel gold medal and a crown a cardigan and a frown all maladjusted and clever the greatest smiths fan ever your picture in the papers the captions shout "there is a boy and he never goes out" that same song on repeat you haven't left the house in weeks won't even come out for dinner toby grace, world record winner i guess you thought it'd make you feel better somehow but heaven knows your miserable now heaven knows your miserable now heaven knows your miserable now so toby take a bow