I'm your saint, I'm your hypocrite, at your end of the phone So make clear your address and make sure you're alone Cause I am dying Cause you're basic, and you're basically on your own I'm flying borderline so bad at us Think fast of your money cause you can't get much worse I get told that I'm far too old for number one first But it's well worth trying I'm good in the neighborhood, can play a big part I bought this for a thought, for a kiss, for a tale of a broken heart I guess we were a thing and a hymn and a hymn But the thing is a start that leaves me crying Cause you're basic, and you're basically on your own I can't say I'm into it but who am I to moan I'm your saint, I'm your hypocrite, at your end of the phone So make clear your address and make sure you're alone Cause I am dying Cause you're basic, and you're basically on your own We are only living our separate lives Except we do the same things at the same times I've kept to the moral guidelines that you set And now I step towards my leader and disguise my lies like I'm being set I can't say I'm into it but who am I to moan I'm your saint, I'm your hypocrite, at your end of the phone So make clear your address and make sure you're alone Cause I am dying Cause you're basic, and you're basically on your own I'm your saint, I'm your hypocrite, at your end of the phone