I woke up late again todaynthat's the third time this week and it's already Wednesday. nI'm letting it all just slip awaynslip awaynWhat can I say?nWhat can I say?nnQuick quick write another linenFill another pagenFill up another day nAt least when I write I feel like I'm doing somethingnWhen I was young i never thought it would be this waynI thought I'd be in education until I was at least twenty years of agenI thought that I'd be safennChorus:nWhat can I saynI know too muchnAnd when you know too much nit all seems much of nothing and...nWhat can I say, nI know too muchnnnAnother week another daynMonday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, my break,nMy break from nothingnThe beat is thump thumpingnAnd you just bumped bumped into menAnd I guess you're pretty sweet so if you want to come back to my place you can pump pump me full of sweet nothings Until the morning breaks.nI think when you ask I'll saynYes i think when you ask I'll say my name's o'rian like the constellationnnChorus:nYou'll swear to godnYou're gonna be an astrologernfor the rest your days nand what can I say, I know too much. . .nnI know too much.