Heavy Comfort Lyrics - You Am I

Did you catch her in the window? 

Do I run or do I mend? 

Praying for heavy comfort 

To fill his pockets with his hands 

Men in chip shops, milk bars, postmen 

Used to fork out for your mouth 

And now the compliments have stopped 

Since every asset's headed south 

He was a sharp one, what a looker? 

The last drunk to hang around 

Get well, she could color knickers 

Just for the mirror now 

Had a dream once it was morning 

In a dress that never frayed 

And now your friends are like eyelashes 

Too many dropping off these days