Every Defeat A Divorce Lyrics - Hello Sadness - Los Campesinos!

I am not a crutch 

Although my knees are rife with woodworm 

And the mealworms I misheard for lunch 

Are rotting in my guts 

With a childhood of fingernails 

That ripped my throat to shreds 

A walk that chimes like church bells 

From all these loose joints in my legs 

These three lions that were sitting on my chest 

Are clawing hard into my skin 

As I am gasping for my breath 

And as they each play noughts and crosses 

On the scratches they have left 

I have to screw up both my eyes 

As it goes into sudden death. 

They whisper 

"Really all these noughts are circles holed, bereft 

And all these crosses crucifixes, 

Spreading guilt and sense of dread." 

And as we stumbled homeward up the hill 

To where you used to live 

The cold makes ice upon our cheeks 

From all the tears that we have shed 

These things rattle round my head 

If he hasn't blown the whistle 

Then it isn't quite the end. 

Every defeat a divorce 

Although I look surprised 

It's par for the course I guess 

Every defeat a divorce 

Although I look surprised 

It's par for the course I guess 

And I don't really know now 

What I thought I knew then 

You can lead a horse to water 

But it won't drown itself 

This one family photograph 

Always floats to the top 

Like a beaming, bloated corpse 

Though having been made up 

My memories are sepia 

But the photograph is not 

An historian is fucking with them 

As deadly as garrotte 

Where they're standing in the kitchen 

With his arms around her waist 

With no idea of what's to come 

And a smile across your face 

And all the fittings are the same 

But every other thing has changed 

Must forget everything you know 

As though your mouth and tongue estranged 

Small comforts found in ABBA Gold 

And electronic chess 

When West Clewes was my Waterloo 

My most dramatic test 

Now I've been walking down the shortcuts 

And the alleys in the dark 

Because I'm not scared of the shadows 

They're no blacker than my heart 

These things rattle round my head 

If he hasn't blown the whistle 

Then it isn't quite the end. 

Every defeat a divorce 

Although I look surprised 

It's par for the course I guess 

Every defeat a divorce 

Although I look surprised 

It's par for the course I guess 

But how could I ever refuse 

I feel like I lose when I lose 

And I don't really know now 

What I thought I knew then 

You can lead a horse to water 

But it won't drown itself