A pretty pass in the rear-view mirror, it's coming on the overtake... I've got to stop panicking, got to stay cool, got to learn to live with my mistakes. Overdue debt to the taxman, I tried to have and eat my cake. I think I must have been crazy in retrospect; all the lines run together. They just don't seem to connect. I want to update my memory, I want to rewrite my past... Ooh, now I found out: no chance. I think I must have been crazy to do the stuff I did I think I must have been crazy, crazy, crazy. I think I must have been crazy but that's the price we pay - every lucky throw of the dice will come back to us one of these days I want to update my memory, I want to rewrite my past, I don't like what it's telling me, it all floods back so fast; I guess I was my own worst enemy, now I've come to a pretty pass. A pretty pass, a pretty pass, there's nothing pretty in the past I think I must have been crazy, crazy. Crazy to do what I did.