I’ve spent my time by the side of the road
Trying to fix the gears on a slipping heart
I’ve watched happy families driving by
Mr Bun the baker and his car full of smiles
No loud lament for eternal love
Just drizzle drizzle on the roof
And the squeak of wipers on the screen
Like me they’re old and none too smooth
No loud lament for eternal love
Just squeaking rubber and not quite rain
No croaking cry to a god above
A defective vehicle on tow again
The caravan I towed contained no love
Just a bit of sadness and a sense of loss
We’ve been to Misery says the sign on the screen
With the National Trust and Camberwick Green
Down along the bypass to the end of the road
You don’t turn right and you don’t turn left
The end of love is not speaking at all
From Hanger Lane to the M6 Toll
Families like nations are not built on truth
Our little white lies went slowly black
When I said I’ve stopped drinking
She found the bottles and she never came back
She never came back, she never came back
Never ever ever came back
There’s no kiss at the turn of a mile
My curiosity ran out after a while
I hit sorrow in every gear
My little deuce coupe just made out of tears
Just made out of tears, just made out of tears
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