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