Parts Of Me and Parts Of Others Lyrics

Parts of me and parts of others

Usually my friends' ex-lovers

Maybe we should start ourselves a band

We'd line ourselves up on a stand

And laugh along while hand in hand

Forget about the pain we caused

Ignore our tears that fall into the land

I didn't mean to hurt you so

I hope that you don't hate me though

But I don't mind if she knows how I feel

And those aren't feelings of romance

In fact I hate her, and I hope her pants

Will split while she goes up

to do something important, and then glance at her surrounding friends

trying to keep it together, while I fail to make amends with her again

He drinks vodka with lemonade

And to this day I do the same

Although my preference might be ginger ale

I even copied how he cooks his eggs:

Scrambled with 2 shakes of paprika,

placed on top of toast

And to this day he's still the one I hated most

When I was young and frail

Parts of me and parts of others

Staying friends with my friends' mothers

Hoping they won't disapprove of me

I'm taking traits from everyone I meet

Even that kid from down the street

Who whistles as he walks

And covers the pavement with chalk

I hopscotch as I pass him by each time

Polaroids and birthday cards

Best wishes, dried roses, awards

In shoeboxes that hold my memories

There's no need to psychoanalyse

Why I find comfort in your eyes

I'm pretty sure the way I am is not because of some suppressed memory

Not a surprised rediscovery

I love who I am but I hate being me

Parts of me and parts of others

My two best friends are my brothers

Running round the pagoda in Kew

I'm taking traits from everyone I meet

Just hoping that they'll make me sweet as I can be, before I realise I'm actually mean

I ruin it all to try and impress ya

Throwing out the parts that scare ya

The parts of me that match the parts of you