Room With A View

I thought I knew
 Something more about you than you let through
 I thought I saw
 Something close to kindness, but that was all
 Oh, it's so ironic
 You've got the good book
 Your name's still on it
 Oh, you're so ironic
 That you've got a room with a view
 How wrong it feels
 Watching your delight as they grease the wheels
 My patience thin
 You're tearing off strips of another's skin
 Oh, it's so ironic
 You've got the good book
 Your name's still on it
 Oh, you're so ironic
 That you've got a room with a view
 So what becomes of a friend
 That no-one wants to defend?
 I thought I knew
 Something more about you than you let through
 I thought I saw
 Something close to kindness, but that was all
 Oh, it's so ironic
 You've got the good book
 Your name's still on it
 Oh, you're so ironic
 That you've got a room with a view
 Oh, it's so ironic
 You've got the good book
 Your name's still on it
 Oh, you're so ironic
 That you've got a room with a view
 (How... How wrong it feels)
 (Ooh, it's so ironic)
 (How... How wrong it feels)
 (Ooh, it's so ironic)
 That you've got a room with a view
 That you've got a room with a view