Catchy Monday ... What The Hell ...

Could this be ... the perfect song?

"Friends," The Buzzcocks

Well I've been up all night
Couldn't get to dream at all
Trying hard not to make a decision
You know it doesn't seem right
When your back's to the wall
To be accused of sensationalism
But the way things are going
Wouldn't be at all surprised
If a song that I liked won the next Eurovision

I turn around and it all looks the same
I don't even know if I'll ever be loved again
The only thing I can rely on is change

It's a mixed up world
These are mixed up times
And the recipe of life's mixed up too
But if it's the quality of the ingredients that matter
I would award myself a Cordon Bleu
But I can't help thinking
That you wouldn't understand
Unless I did a lot of explaining to you

I look around but it still looks the same
I don't even know if I'll ever be loved again
The only thing I can rely on is change

You know I've often wondered
If what you're telling me is true
But I know that I can make it
If I have my friends to see me through