Every day I try to smile
But can't help but frown
Every day I draw my bath
And pray I will drown

I step out my door and I take a deep breath
Turn back inside and pray for my death

'Cause everyone is horrid
Except me and possibly you
Oh, everyone is horrid
And my dear
I fear you are, too

Has everyone always
Made you so weary?

Let me tell you a tale
To answer your query

In Manchester the people were loyal and kind
And I hated them
(Someone should've sedated them)
They lack subtlety and nuance
I definitely knew once I was five
There was no point to their lives

'Cause everyone is horrid
Except me and possibly you

Possibly me

Oh, everyone is horrid

And my dear
I fear you are, too

Ohh