Mr Handsome

You can fall asleep Asleep until tomorrow Then we're floating to the shore "Who the fuck's this song wrote for?" It's for It's for me I'm floating on blackberry stream So tell me who you're waiting for Another boy who sings? La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la And buys you diamond rings Such useless things I'm not your man I know you find it hard to fathom I know that you can Make me out as though I'm the bad one Hold me at ransom, n' let me down How'd you think I learnt my circus tricks With all of my baggage on sight? 'Cause it's a long flight down going toe to toe With all my leverage made in gold Ain't life pretty? Pretty cold? Ain't it so? I'm not your man I know you find it hard to fathom I know that you can Make me out as though I'm the bad one Put out your candles, I'm Mr Handsome Who've you come as? (Who've you come as?) Who've you come as? (Who've you come as?) Who've you come as? (Who've you come as?) Who've you come as? (Who've you come as?) Who've you come as? (Who've you come as?) Who've you come as? (Who've you come as?) Who've you come as? (Who've you come as?) Who've you come as? (Who've you come as?) Who've you come as? (Who've you come as?) Who've you come as? (Who've you come as?) Who've you come as? (Who've you come as?) I'm not your man I know you find it hard to fathom I know that you can Make me out as though I'm the bad one I'm not your man I know you find it hard to fathom It's our last time round And my last, Mr Handsome