Favourite Clothes

She took all my favourite clothes
She took all my favourite clothes, yeah
She wore all my fancy shit
Then she ran away with it, yeah

6:45 and the suns going under
And I'm still getting used to living alone
Feels like a million years since November
She hung me to dry, she took more than my love

She took all my favourite clothes
She took all my favourite clothes, yeah
She wore all my fancy shit
Then she ran away with it, yeah
She took me for all I had
I don't think she's coming back
She left me with nothing, with nothing, with nothing, with nothing, with nothing

(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
She left me with nothing (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)

Yeah
Roaming around like a satellite
Does someone have something to do tonight?
Someone get me out of my head tonight
Don't wanna die
But if I had another life
Then I'd do it all again 'cause I, 'cause I
I left my soul in my shoes (I)
And now I got nothing to lose

She took all my favourite clothes
She took all my favourite clothes, yeah
She wore all my fancy shit
Then she ran away with it, yeah
She took me for all I had
I don't think she's coming back
She left me with nothing, with nothing, with nothing, with nothing, with nothing

And now I got holes in my pockets
And nothing to fill 'em
I throw myself into the mosh-pit
Distract from the feeling
I still hear your voice in the silence
So I run away from the quiet
She left me with nothing, with nothing, with nothing, with nothing, with nothing

She took all my favourite clothes
She took all my favourite clothes, yeah
She wore all my fancy shit
Then she ran away with it, yeah
She took me for all I had
I don't think she's coming back
She left me with nothing, with nothing, with nothing, with nothing, with nothing (with nothing)

(Ooh, ooh, ooh)
(Ooh, ooh, ooh)