Favourite Clothes

She took all my favourite clothes She took all my favourite clothes, yeah She wore all my fancy shit Then she ran away with it, yeah 6:45 and the suns going under And I'm still getting used to living alone Feels like a million years since November She hung me to dry, she took more than my love She took all my favourite clothes She took all my favourite clothes, yeah She wore all my fancy shit Then she ran away with it, yeah She took me for all I had I don't think she's coming back She left me with nothing, with nothing, with nothing, with nothing, with nothing (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) She left me with nothing (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) Yeah Roaming around like a satellite Does someone have something to do tonight? Someone get me out of my head tonight Don't wanna die But if I had another life Then I'd do it all again 'cause I, 'cause I I left my soul in my shoes (I) And now I got nothing to lose She took all my favourite clothes She took all my favourite clothes, yeah She wore all my fancy shit Then she ran away with it, yeah She took me for all I had I don't think she's coming back She left me with nothing, with nothing, with nothing, with nothing, with nothing And now I got holes in my pockets And nothing to fill 'em I throw myself into the mosh-pit Distract from the feeling I still hear your voice in the silence So I run away from the quiet She left me with nothing, with nothing, with nothing, with nothing, with nothing She took all my favourite clothes She took all my favourite clothes, yeah She wore all my fancy shit Then she ran away with it, yeah She took me for all I had I don't think she's coming back She left me with nothing, with nothing, with nothing, with nothing, with nothing (with nothing) (Ooh, ooh, ooh) (Ooh, ooh, ooh)