Lletres: Spunge. [spunge]. Epic.

Well I'm not even gonna leave my bed today,
Cause I've got nothing to do, I've got nowhere to go,
I've got nothing left to say to you,
I'm bored, and I'm sure that you're sick of being ignored,
But I know, when I go,
At least I'll be someone who knows...

[Chorus]
That when I pushed open the door,
To see that girl I'd seen before,
Then saw her clothes upon the floor,
Then I knew, that the stuff that makes up you,
It's all stuck there with crazy glue,
So I just gave up and went home.

Well I'm not even gonna leave my house today,
Cause I've got nothing to do, I've got nowhere to go,
I've got nothing left to say to you,
I'm at war, and I'm sure that you're close to breaking the door,
So I know, gotta go,
Cause I've seen this end before.

[Chorus]

Your life can go up as well as go down,
Just read the small print, if it can be found.

What's going on in here?
I know what I found,
And I know I'll be proved right before long,
And I know I'll be proved right and not wrong.