Nobody tells you. You end up knowing

Bad habits: you should sleep alone

Open to suggestions, is that the way you feel?

'Cos you're the voice of experience, every word

You choose sweet stolen info' you must never lose

Until you're so secure in your habitat familiar

But you won't want from me

There's nothing else to see

Try smoking your own and don't look at me.

No need to explain it, just order dresses

Bad habits: you really shouldn't keep.

Quick nip next door to the vendor of charisma

Because the time, the place and the mood is right

And good old Kevin'll be all right

Here comes ''His Soul" get your pen and notebooks ready

But you won't look like me

You'll never think like me

Try smoking your own and don't follow me.

No need to explain it. Just order dresses

Bad habits: you should sleep alone

Open to suggestions, is that the way you feel