| Why can’t I feel things that I’m supposed to |
| Why can’t I steal |
| Why can’t I see what I have to do |
| To make it real |
| I laugh when you die |
| I cry when it feels good |
| And I scream because I want to |
| Somethin' tells me I’ve been here before |
| Somethin' tells me I’ve been here before |
| Somethin' tells me I’ve been here |
| Somethin' tells me I’ve been here |
| Somethin' tells me I’ve been here before |
| There are two things missing from my life |
| Love and money |
| If I could steal them maybe I’d be |
| Happy |
| Gimme bread I’ll want no more |
| But give me cake 'n' I’ll want cream |
| And if I scream |
| It’s 'cos I want to |
| Somethin' tells me I’ve been here before |
| Somethin' tells me I’ve been here before |
| Somethin' tells me I’ve been here |
| Somethin' tells me I’ve been here |
| Somethin' tells me I’ve been here before |
| If I could write my name in snow |
| Winter to spring |
| Would it mean that I know |
| Anything |
| With my hand on your head does it mean that I approve |
| Or do I scream |
| Gimme bread I’ll want no more |
| But give me cake 'n' I’ll want cream |
| And if I scream |
| It’s 'cos I want to |
| Somethin' tells me I’ve been here before |
| Somethin' tells me I’ve been here before |
| Somethin' tells me I’ve been here before |
| Somethin' tells me I’ve been here before |
| Somethin' tells me I’ve been here before |
| Somethin' tells me I’ve been here before |