You're up to your chin You're out on a limb You're so full of sin That you're starting to spin You wish you could fly You would if you tried But your wells running dry And your wondering why I told you so, I told you so I told you so, I told you so I'm starting to think You should see a shrink Your ships gonna sink You'll miss if you blink I told you so, I told you so I told you so, I told you so When you're out of luck Everything's fucked Your try to suck You'll just come unstuck It's all wearing thin For such a thick skin The clothes that you're in Should be in the bin I told you so, I told you so I told you so, I told you so I told you so, I told you so I told you so, I told you so