I never sold you nothing
An honest man can't buy 
And I never asked for nothing
You never asked me why

My songs they had you dancing
A dying swan on a dirty lake
Can you keep a plublic secret
My heart was never at stake

Too young to be nostalgic
Too green to paint it black
Not old enough to be bitter
Too far gone to turn back

Now I think I'm gonna sell you
Just like I sold myself
Like a cheap nothing sitting
Somewhere on a lower shelf

The truth is always mediocre
Put it out of its misery
To shake you out of your indifference
A microscopic victory

(c) PJDS
Tekst: Pieter-Jan De Smet
Muziek: Mirko Banovic, Geoffrey Burton, Pieter-Jan De Smet en Frederik Van Den Berghe