Talk

Spilled pints and that look in your eyes Once too often, or maybe twice yeah “Tonight’s a right laugh” Say the cigarette drags But the stance tells me otherwise A heart of gold, a scuff on your pride An innocence lost to a compromise Unsure as to why you feel this way Just another price you have to pay Talk A fear of things that you can’t change Runs riot in your mind and can’t be tamed In this lies no hope In this lies no shame You must realise that you’re not to blame Going out or are we? Staying in and can we talk About the timеs we’ve had And the timеs that we live in No? It’s getting harder to face the day Forcing myself to speak what I can’t say The loudest mouth with the smallest cry "Nah I'm sweet, I’m just tired” Jukebox, cigs and double mixers Let’s all chip in, I’ll phone Mr Fixer A break from a date with Debbie Downer And frowns all round in the town that surrounds you Going out or are we? Staying in and can we talk About the times we’ve had And the times that we live in Wish I could set like the sun at the end of each day Disappear into outer space Peace of mind seems like a piece of cake But I can’t get mine, too much on my plate But tomorrow always comes When it does, open the curtains, sing when you’re in love Cry if you need to, talk cos you must I won’t turn my back when the times get tough And nights get rough and enough is enough And you’ve got to come down once you’ve come up All I’m saying is don’t judge a book The pages inside might not add up Talk (talk), talk to me Talk (talk), talk to me Talk (talk), talk to me Talk (talk), talk to me