By and by the way of an explanation Cast a drift of the shores of shotter's nation I had a lick, it caved my skull in like a brick Oh now what use am
You talk, you talk a good game Wish I could talk the same A song is just a game I'm getting good at cheating at You talk, yes you talk a good game Won
He's stronger than the walls That you tried to build around him To dumb and dumbfound him, for 2000 years I waited for your call Screaming from the window
Half dead, And a third alive, A quarter ticking over on the middle by the side of the road, Don't get surrounded by people you hate, Choke you out the
I, I was surpised I must say, I was surprised Surprised you stayed Only to be betrayed by the one you Gave all your love and trust to How could I
You seem the type to follow the line Went from cheery vagabondage to cold blooded luxury in four years No lick spittle or pickthack from sycophant claw
You smoke your ciggerette down to the bone and since you vowed to back it and you're too proud to sack it You have to carry on, on your own You think
Could roll a four Could roll a nine Find yourself washed up in paradise Just like before She never used to mind I lost my phone in paradise And what
I model lacklustre panicky in vain search for the remedy No words only melody come so I take the day off My love, my love, she sits with me, I love, I
I was a troubled teen Who put an advert in a magazine To the annoyance of my imaginary lover She doubted my integrity And this is what she said to
Come and see the blinding It's so blinding It's the last thing that you'll ever see But you might be happy oh, happier Than you've ever been So let me
In the morning where does the pain go? Same place the fame goes To your head And it?s not easy Getting it out your head And it?s too easy Getting out
I'll tell you a story but you won't listen It's about a nightmare steeped in tradition It's the story of a coked-up pansy Who spent his nights in a flights
Oh oh oh oh Oh oh oooh I said almost every night I watch the trains roll on by, out of sight No, it's not the same old story, it's new to me I'd say
You sent for me I was knock knock knocking on death's door You ignore, adore, a rebours me You leave me washed up begging for more If you really cared
Now here's a tale Tale I will tell Blood lust after no sweet love And a many, many things I do so well Oh you know that's the end That's the end so far
Sedative, it's a sedative it was my hero oh it was.. What's it really like now it's been a long long time since I've step outside to the morning
Why should I wait until tomorrow It's already been, I've already seen all the sorrow that's in store I will beg or steal or borrow Hold on tighter
