I can't get on, i can't get on
Because i live in the past
And it's too strong

I can't get on, i can't get on
Because i live in the past
And it's too strong


And the present is imperfect
And the future, well, it's conditional

And the past's a foreign land
That i'm trying to understand


And all the girls are framed
In the order that they came
And the best friends do their worst

To remind me that i'm cursed

And i'd just like to say

That i'm sorry to everyone
That just wants to get on
That just wants to get on

But i...