The Things We Never Said Lyrics - Rules For Jokers - Thea Gilmore

Could you say that again babe 

I've not heard that one before 

You're looking four years older 

You're looking for the door 

I lipsticked "Fuck You" on the mirror 

As a mark of my respect 

And wandered out into the street 

Well what the hell did you expect 

And the old laundrette is hissing our song 

Like it doesn't give a damn 

And the cars are all french kissing 

In some lonely traffic jam 

And I've been talking to the radio 

Cos it doesn't answer back telling it 

How they showed our love in monochrome 

Before it all turned black.... 

There's the sand, There's the spade 

That dug the trenches that we made 

Babe our foundations are built on all the things 

We never said. 

I dressed myself up in tin plate armour 

But you got me in the end 

Yeah you really sunk your teeth in 

Spitting all that sweet pretence 

But I'm pretty good at curtain calls 

In fact I've been practising my swan song 

And you keep trying to tell me that 

You'd been trying to tell me all along.... 

There's the sand, There's the spade 

That dug the trenches that we made 

Babe our foundations are built on all the things 

We never said.