Vultures in my garden. Figures that I know them. And it is what it is. You were good once. Now you’re filled with bitterness. And it is what it is. . Chorus:. I cannot forget that he can’t forget. or that some friends just change like the seasons. Take me back to the fact that you’re still blaming. but I am not the reason you are not David Bowie. Now you want to steal the thoughts. that I have been deep in thought. and it is what it is. How ’bout your soulmate pact with the Devil. and needs a date with the surgeon. and it is what it is. CHORUS. You forgot to value. what all of us have done for you. and it is what it is. You swore you were concious. not a champagne spiritualist. and it is what it is. CHORUS