Went to a party and caught you fucking my mate Went to a party caught you in bed with my mate. . I HATE YOU, I HATE YOU, I HATE YOU I, I, I HATE YOU. .
(Heaton/Rotheray). It was the middle of winter. And I drove us in my car. The snow started falling. So we stopped off at a bar. . The beer started flowing.
(Heaton/Rotheray). You know your problem. You keep it all in. You know your problem. You keep it all in. . That's right. The conversation we had last night.
You look a younger more beautiful version of death. But I'm scared to hold you close or smell your breath. Now your body's facing east your heart is west.
(Heaton/Rotheray). The sheets won't need changing everyday. The freezer supply should last a year. Those hidden little points that you're away. Nothing much has changed since you were here.
He was just a social drinker but social every night. He enjoyed a pint or two or three or four. She was just a silent thinker, silent every night. He'd enjoy the thought of killing her before.
(Heaton/Rotheray). One day I'm loaded, next day I'm broke. Spent all my money on whisky and coke. Riding high 'till the rock hit the spoke. It's like window shopping for blinds.
(Heaton/Rotheray). . Who's gonna tell the orange. they're actually brown. Who's gonna mop up for grey. when they've painted the town. It's the news that everyone dreads.
You'll know when romance is dead. Your make up in a toolbox somewhere in the shed. His face is unshaven, the grass overgrown. From the shed to the bed is a web you call home.
Queuing with the old folk. There's an old man with a wicked smile. Not through smug politeness. He's doing it in style, style. He's doing it in style, style.
(Heaton/Rotheray). There's no more little secrets we haven't yet disclosed. We bore the living daylights of anyone too close. And all our cards at Christmas are written to us both.
(Heaton/Rotheray). Revolutions come and go but we'll just have to wait. The time is nigh to sit and plot exactly who you hate. . Sirens in the neighbourhood.
This reign of plastic. That replaced the reign of gold. Couldn't have known that you. Would feel so undersold. If love was built on hindsight. Then you surely would have seen.
(Heaton/Rotheray). She'd brought along the oranges. He'd brought the tea. They'd both brought along a sick-bag just in case. . The plate of chicken sandwiches.
(Heaton/Rotheray). This table has four sturdy legs. And a heart of very near wild oak. When others would have screamed out loud my friend. This one never even spoke.
There's a bench in every park dedicated to. Those who sat there once but didn't make it through. There are names carved deep in bark on every tree. By those who spent their time like you and me.
(Heaton/Rotheray). When you're too old for the swings. You tend to choose the slide. And they never seem to warn you. The slide's your final ride. And when you're at the top of it.
Ginger Elvis Presley looked a fraction sad. Roaming the whole town from bin to bin. Well living on the streets wasn't all that bad. Where no-one seemed to know that he was King.
Love takes time we all agree. And time's not the easiest to cheat. The water changes one degree. When will the shiver of this river turn to sea. . The river does no good, no harm.
(Heaton/Rotheray). Here I walk, here I walk. Looking for an angel's wings in the den of the hawk. . Here I am, here I am. With a choice between an also ran and a sunbed tan.