Four Flights Up Lyrics - Lloyd Cole

I was woken up at four a.m. by your screams and anguished cries 

Your mother was singing in the bathroom, she will never be my child 

Oh baby talks in her sleep so loud 

We're living four flights up but I swear right now it feels like underground 

Well you have absolutely no common sense, yes I know that's your charm 

You spend the whole day on the phone, you say well it helps you stay calm 

You cling to my arm, yes I know that's your charm 

And when I ask you what you want you say do you mind hey crocodile 

Well then could you give me some peace, you say well maybe for a while 

Sometimes you know you could almost be a child 

Oh must you tell me all your secrets 

When it's hard enough to love you knowing nothing 

We're living four flights up but I swear right now it feels like underground 

You are your own worst enemy, so don't expect my sympathy 

Oh go back to your mother's house and cry your little heart out 

You can drive them back to town in a beat-up grace kelly car 

Looking like a friend of truman capote, looking exactly like you are 

Yes, yes I know that's your charm 

So don't ask me if I want you, only ask me if I must 

I been blown around so long, don't know which senses to trust 

Oh no, but I know that I must 

Oh must you tell me all your secrets 

When it's hard enough to love you knowing nothing 

We're living four flights up but I swear right now it feels like underground