I can get by without electricity
 So you don't need to lend me money
 I'm out most of the day
 And it's not long before I get paid
 If you're cold and hungry
 Put on a coat
 I've bread, it's stale
 You can't tell if it's toast
 You're always [bad word] to crash on my floor
 There's no key or lock for the door

 I know what it looks like
 And I can tell you're not impressed
 I don't know what I'm doing
 But it's feeling like success

 pile of clothes, just been laundered
 Drying damp in a bag on the corner
 I'd love some tea, but you won't find a cup
 I've been using this saucepan to avoid washing up
 You're cold and hungry
 Put on a coat
 I've bread, it's stale
 You can tell it's not toast
 You're always [bad word] to crash on my floor
 There's no key or lock for the door

 I don't know what I'm doing
 But it's feeling like success
 Life is what you make it
 And I've made mine a mess

 [bad word] in a few hours a day
 But only I see it, 'cause no one's awake
 On the floor, strangers starting to surface
 Ashtrays and coffee cups sharing a purpose

 I'm young and nothing can harm me
 I've sold all my records to pay for a party
 I'm still [bad word]  but that's alright
 I've been staying out every night
 You're always [bad word] to crash on my floor
 There's no key or lock for the door
 I'm ignoring my grown-up problems as
 I've got no idea how to solve them

 I will survive
 (I will survive)
 I will survive
 (I will survive)
 I will survive
 (I will survive)
 I will survive
 (I will survive)
 I will survive