Always reliving the moment
Cause my anxieties got in the way the first time
Wishing I said that
I just swallow my words and take another step back
These days they tell you to speak up
Cause the modern man can’t keep this inside
I don’t think I can take it
I just run away
Hope I live another day
I decided to leave the night before
Oh and my cousin paid for the ride down
But now I’m driving at 90
To get back to Warrington
In the front of your French-made car
Wake up day by day
To the sight of your lovely face
And it winds in to the perfect day
For both
Yesterday
All I wanted was an easy lay
Bent spines
Under a cheap duvet
Just a momentary place to stay
That's fine
I’m sat on a curb, I try to call you
It’s 4 am and you decline me
Nowhere to stay
Feels like I’m slowly fading away
It’s 4am and you decline my call