More Heart, Less Tongue

Chloe, I know this isn't possible I've been checkin' my cards I've been shouting out at calendars and dates I know this isn't possible I've been wastin' yr time I've been marking hours and marking hours as mine So, London might as well be Glasgow Might as well be Tokyo, or Any place we're almost leaving Chloe, I know this isn't possible Spent the week borrowing phones Squeezin' in your number like 0! 7! Fuck it, I'll call tomorrow All we have is miles and wires And all I am is calls tomorrow So, London might as well be Glasgow Might as well be Tokyo, or Any place we're almost leaving Pick me a song! (Pick me a song) Cover all these awkward pauses, silence broken and strings And if I'm wrong! (And if I'm wrong) Play it out as parting shots of liquor, brace all Ennisdale charmed and hearts aloft, like Fireworks lit, but never went off And we'll be losin' sleep Message read, shiver in a single bed Do, do-do-do, do, do-do-do, do Do, do-do-do, do, do-do-do, do So, London might aswell be Glasgow Might as well be Tokyo, or Any place we're almost leaving Pick me a song! (Pick me a song) Cover all these awkward pauses, silence broken and strings And if I'm wrong! (And if I'm wrong) Play it out as parting shots of liquor, brace all Ennisdale charmed and hearts aloft, like Fireworks lit, but never went off And we'll be losing track Writing back, shiver in a sleeping bag