U R UR ONLY ACHING

You are, you're only aching With angles in your eyes You are, you're only aching Uneven, how you've learned to try Lies Lies Lies Lies Lies Lies Lies Lie- Front door keys in London, am I alright? Think I'm gonna fake it, one, two, revive Lost some years to talking, now I'm alright Last train out from under, out of my sight I don't wanna fake it, aim right metal bar (front door keys in London, am I alright?) Taking all the weight of you can't even bear to try (think I'm gonna fake it, one, two, revive) (Lost some years to talking, now I'm alright) feeling darkness on my mark Last train out from under, out of my sight I'm in trouble What am I like? I'm in trouble What am I like? In an old bar When I've heard it all before In an old bar When I've heard it on news In an old bar I'm in trouble