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Another bloated disco, |
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Another sniff of romance I'll forget |
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We promised to ourselves before we came out |
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We'd do something we regret |
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These people are your friends |
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This cunted circus never ends |
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I won't remember anything you say |
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I lost my social skills a while ago |
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But now I feel them coming back |
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My eyes were rolling when we met |
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And now they are preparing for attack |
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I want to fall in love tonight |
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And form the perfect unbreakable bond |
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You can be my teenage Jenny Agutter |
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Swimming naked in a pond |
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You know i'm always moanin' |
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But you jumpstart my seratonin |
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But how d'you know you've ever really loved? |
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But when I feel like this, I know it doesn't matter |
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When I eat when I'm not hungy I'm sure I feel my face get fatter |
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Then I thin out every weekend and I think that she might want me |
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But I always slip off my own 'cause... |
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I let those feelings haunt me, they control me, |
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But tonight I'm letting go |
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You're more then just a photo album, |
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You're more than what some people let you know |
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And if we ever make it home, |
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I'll tell you all the things that shaped me thus; |
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Something forged in a phonebox but lost in a restaurant |
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We've got so much to discuss |
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Here, have you tried the blue ones? |
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I hear he's got some new ones |
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Sleep is not an option tonight |
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Look at us just stand and stare |
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Look at them just pose and pout |
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And we'll all be standing here |
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Until the pigs chuck us out |
