Can’t Help Thinking About Me The Lower Third

[Verse 1]
Question-time that says I brought dishonour
My head's bowed in shame
It seems that I've blackened the family name
Mother says that she can't stand the neighbours' talking
I've gotta pack my bags, leave this home, start walking, yeah

[Pre-Chorus 1]
I'm guilty
I wish that I was sorry this time
I wish that I could pay for my crime

[Chorus]
I can't help thinking about me
I can't help thinking about me
I can't help thinking about me

[Verse 2]
Remember when we used to go to church on Sundays
I lay awake at night, terrified of school on Mondays

[Pre-Chorus 2]
Oh, but it's too late now
I wish I was a child again
I wish I felt secure again