Lines are bigger
They're bigger than you
You can't sketch like me
The lengths that I will draw to
The distance in your lines
On no I've sketched too much
And I'm fed up

That plan with a dormer
That's me in the studio
Losing elevations
Had three but now I have two
And I don't know where I threw it
Oh no I've sketched too much
I think I've drawn enough

I thought that I heard you drafting
I thought you drew a thousand things
I think I thought I heard you cry

Every whimper
Of every waking hour I'm
Choosing elevations
Triangles, heaps of moss and glue
Like a montage of curs-ed tools
Oh no Iv'e sketched too much
I think I've drawn enough

Consider this (2x)
The sketch of the century
Consider this
The sketch that brought me to my knees failed
With all these minus C's
Comes grade dropping down
I think I've drawn enough

I thought that I heard you drafting
I thought you drew a thousand things
I think I thought I heard you cry

But that was just a scream
You lost your plasticene

That plan with a dormer
That's me in the studio
Losing elevations
Had three but now I have two
And I don't know where I threw it
Oh no I've sketched too much
I think I've drawn enough

I thought that I heard you drafting
I thought you drew a thousand things
I think I thought I heard you cry

But that was just a scream
You lost your plasticene

(Chorus)