I'm feeling like a cats eye in the fast lane of a motorwaynThose things that go bumpnin the nightnI'm feeling like a T shirt,nI feel like a toothachenI look like hell and appear quite whitenYou saw the mess, you saw the crushnDid I fall or was I pushednnYou come back crying,nyou need a shouldernYou look pathetic, I feel angelicnBut where's the humournin hearing rumoursnThere's a million milesnbetween tears and a smilennYou saw the mess, you saw the crushnDid I fall or was I pushednnI'll sign my name tonanything you send menBut don't make me panicnI'm feeling manicnAnd please excuse menif I take my musicnAnd only sing you angry songsnI saw the mess, I saw the crush. You felt me push,nI hope your crushedn