Yes, I know it's a weakness
A professional sickness
And I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, so sorry
I don't know what I'm good for
Just a passionate loser
And I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, so sorry
The bank lady calling again, saying we have problem my friend
I'm tired of it, I'm too old for it
Yes, I know it's a weakness
A professional sickness
And I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, so sorry
I don't know what I'm good for
Just a passionate loser
And I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, so sorry
I wish no one was counting on me
One look at my account, it's just frightening you see
I wish somebody'd take control over me
And guide me professionally
I often cry at it though it's really quite funny
Too much month and too little money
No piano lessons for you
Another profession for you
Oh yeah, it's all about love and passion
But the jobs aren't paying enough.
Yes, I know it's a weakness
A professional sickness
And I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, so sorry
I don't know what I'm good for
Just a passionate loser
And I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, so sorry
Don't call me up when I am in this state
I should sell my synths but, none of them are working
None of these is working
Nothing is working
I wish no one was counting on me
One look at my account, it's just frightening you see
I wish someone would take control over me
And guide me professionally
I often cry at it though it's really quite funny
Too much month and too little money
No piano lessons for you
Another profession for you
Yes, I know it's a weakness
A professional sickness
And I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, so sorry
I don't know what I'm good for
Just a passionate loser
And I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, so sorry
Yes, I know it's a weakness
A professional sickness
And I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, so sorry
I don't know what I'm good for
Just a passionate loser
And I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, so sorry
So sorry