Flashing lights to end the night
My friend, he tried to take his own life
Without a friend in sight
And I pretend to see your darker side
So we come out just for the fight?
Well I’d rather… stay in and hide
You know I thought we were al-right
The rope has dried-up; hopes have died
Every morning such a scramble
Shaking nights with Babyshambles
Writing down ranting rambles
Raving sex drugs rock and
I can’t handle…
Running for the train to Belfast; we caught it just in time
The last that would pass on the fastest line
Christmas lights and mulled fine wine, meeting
Multi-cultured markets under a heart-shaped sign
…You’re always with him
When he’s cheating other girl’s
Can’t comprehend such a fucked up world
None my business, tell you
What, why don’t I fuck off?
I’ll do you a favour simply because
I’m amply happy
You put the “cunt” in this “country”
Wait and see philosophy
Too scared to care… or not
As the case may be -
Maybe I’m so lucky
Every morning that I handle
Faking highs with burnt out candles
Making-up, amiable and amble
Saving texts, hugs, I’m stuck and
I’ll hold…
As long as I never do what I’m told
When everything is lost and sold
I’ll hold…
Till I’m so old and bitter cold -
My heart’s stole, I suppose I’ll fold
No I won’t go and you won’t know!
I’m on hold…
