(You got yourself a whole new life
And all i've got is half this old one
In a whisper disguised as a snowflake
I wish to be remembered to you in a whisper, like a snowflake
I wish to be remembered to you
Beat the living cities out of me
And spoilt my progress and let me be
This year it's taxes and I can see its going to be a long one
You've got a face for this and drawers for eyes
You slipped through our last kiss
And I can see its going to be a long one
She's beginning to take on water
And she's beginning on this years taxes
She's beginning to listen to what I tell her
She's picking up and going backwards to the beginning
She is hunting for the right words in white dresses
Like I heard you say it the first time
Like I got no reason to be kind now
But it ate a hole in my heart
And now you're leaning over to turn the radio up
I stay out on your estate house
This year it's Texas
She's hunting for the right words
But I dont want to know.)
The girls who turned us down in nightclubs
Are now pushing prams around the city centre
And they swear it's now over
Well, it sure looks over from here
Would you believe our skyline's stolen
Trail the queues and you'll know no one
Say there's more to giving up than another burnt-out club
And those glazed eyes!
Balconies, housewarming season
Hung with the scene girls, mostly freezing
She said it looks a little like Brooklyn, and I just laughed
I thought you'd given it up
(Oh how it's never enough)
How you know you're getting old when you're happy to be getting old
And those glazed eyes!
That's when I got kind of bored
Swam out of the bills
And oved abroad
It gets kinda blurred
But my legs got burned in the bare sun
The burns got covered in bites
And all those public fights were too much
Those glazed eyes
I miss you at 19 getting ID'd and angry
I miss you at 19 staring out Digbeth High Street
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