I can't get on, i can't get on Because i live in the past And it's too strong I can't get on, i can't get on Because i live in the past And it's too strong
And the present is imperfect And the future, well, it's conditional And the past's a foreign land That i'm trying to understand
And all the girls are framed In the order that they came And the best friends do their worst To remind me that i'm cursed
And i'd just like to say That i'm sorry to everyone That just wants to get on That just wants to get on But i...