It's a feeling, I don't belong here
  But a man's on the outside looking in
  Wondering who's in his old armchair
    It's a feeling, you never belonged to me
  First you're on the up and up, I only look down and see
  I only look down and see
    You're fighting me, you knew me, all desires
  No lock or key can hide the truth you're keeping from me
    [repeat]