Well my old friends well their living for the weekend But I like Mondays way too much to stay And and my ex's well they're talking in the bathroom About which phase of me they liked the best Every time I look up from the sink I See a man who looks nothing like me Every time I end up falling from the edge But when I land I'm always standing on my feet And I try for something more but I get less it's written out And I fly through the clouds and into space where there's no doubt My old teachers well there looking kind of green now Cos they never thought they'd see me standing tall And all the bitter twisted leeches clinging on now Well they're never ever gonna see me fall Every time I look up from the sink I See a man who looks nothing like me Every time I end up falling from the edge But when I land I'm always standing on my feet And I try for something more but I get less it's written out And I fly through the clouds and into space where there's no doubt Oh, oh, oh, oh And I try for something more but I get less it's written out And I fly through the clouds and into space where there's no doubt