Well, the morning was complete.
There was tears on the steering wheel dripping on the seat,
Several hours au several weeks,
I'd have the cheek to say they're equally as bleak!
It's the beginning of the end, the car went up the hill,
And disappeared around the bend, ask anyone they'll tell wewe that.
It's these times that it tends,
The start to breaking up, to start to fall apart
Oh! hold on to your heart.
Do me a favour, break my nose!
Do me a favour, tell me to go away!
Do me a favour, stop asking questions!
She walked away, well her shoes were untied,
And the eyes were all red,
wewe could see that we've cried, and I watched and I waited,
'Till she was inside, forcing a smile and waving goodbye.
Curiousity becomes a heavy load,
Too heavy to hold, too heavy to hold.
Curiousity becomes a heavy load,
Too heavy to hold, will force wewe to be cold.
And do me a favour, and ask if wewe need some help!
She said, do me a favour and stop flattering yourself!
How to tear apart the ties that bind, perhaps fuck off, might be too kind,
Perhaps fuck off, might be too kind.
There was tears on the steering wheel dripping on the seat,
Several hours au several weeks,
I'd have the cheek to say they're equally as bleak!
It's the beginning of the end, the car went up the hill,
And disappeared around the bend, ask anyone they'll tell wewe that.
It's these times that it tends,
The start to breaking up, to start to fall apart
Oh! hold on to your heart.
Do me a favour, break my nose!
Do me a favour, tell me to go away!
Do me a favour, stop asking questions!
She walked away, well her shoes were untied,
And the eyes were all red,
wewe could see that we've cried, and I watched and I waited,
'Till she was inside, forcing a smile and waving goodbye.
Curiousity becomes a heavy load,
Too heavy to hold, too heavy to hold.
Curiousity becomes a heavy load,
Too heavy to hold, will force wewe to be cold.
And do me a favour, and ask if wewe need some help!
She said, do me a favour and stop flattering yourself!
How to tear apart the ties that bind, perhaps fuck off, might be too kind,
Perhaps fuck off, might be too kind.
You're just probably alreyt, but under these lights wewe look beautiful
But I'm struggling, I can't see through your fake tan
And wewe know it for a fact that everybody's eating out of your hands
What do wewe know?
wewe know nothing
But I'll still take wewe home
Fancy seeing wewe in here, you're all tarted up and wewe don't look the same
I haven't seen wewe since last mwaka and surprisingly wewe have forgot my name
But wewe know it and wewe knew it all along
Oh wewe say wewe have forgotten, but you're fibbing go on tell me I'm wrong
I fancy wewe with a passion, you're a Topshop princess, a rockstar too
You're a fad you're a fashion and I'm having a job trying to talk to you
But it's alright, put it all on one-side,
everybody's looking, you've got control of everyone's eyes
Including mine
Back up to their brains to form expressions on there stupid faces
They don't want to say hello
Like I want to say hello
Oh the heartbeats at its peak when you're coming up to speak
And I'm so tense, never tenser
Could all go a bit Frank Spencer?
I'm talking gibberish, tip of the tongue but I can't deliver it
...Properly, oh it's all getting on juu of me
And if it weren't this dark you'd see how red my face has gone
Everybody's trying to crack the jokes and that to make wewe smile
Those that claim that they're not inaonyesha off are drowning in denial
They're not half as bad as me say anything and I'll agree
When it comes to uigizaji up, I'm sure I could write the book
And now that you're zaidi than a part in the play
It's slightly easier to think what to say
wewe had us all, standing on our heads
Doing our best tricks
Never again, will there be another one that's as desirable as you