I wear You down I walk into the room And it gets much colder Each limb A ton Then my hundredweight head And I sink through the carpet I am sunk So low What's the matter with you You wear your Monday morning face I know You think I'm a waste of your time Hello I'm no-one you'd want to meet I grind you down I walk into the room And it gets much Darker Each limb A ton Then my hundredweight head And I sink through the carpet I am Sunk, So low What's the matter with you You wear your Monday morning face I know You think I'm a waste of your time Hello I'm no-one you'd want to meet low