where the words were once sweethearts now they're ugly violent thugs how did our language come to this we speak in grunts and sighs and shrugs when we never let used to let just one spare moment go to waste now you're hardly ever here and when you are you're bored and chaste
so when did you decide that i was vile? i've tried and tried to talk but talkings never been your style
you say you think we'll still be friends but we both know that we won't and your mates all laugh and smile as if they know something I don't and every night a taxi softly sweeps you up our street you used to say you broke your phone now you don't care if you're descreet
so why wont you just tell me who was there? there's a buzz about you now there's something funny in the air
if there's no hope for use then there's no hope for anyone what chance can they have if even you and me just can't have fun? was it so long ago our friends said we were disgraceful but how could they ever know that we could be so unfaithful
you weren't wearing much of note just hold-ups and your long white coat the elctric fire lit up your skin as we whispered cos your mum was in and as we went to use the phone we noticed that we weren't alone we just shrugged and let the pervert see what he could only hope to be
but that was in the haze of new romance when we floated hand in hand right through it's vague deceitful trance
if there's no hope for use then there's no hope for anyone what chance can they have if even you and me just can't have fun? was it so long ago our friends said we were disgraceful but how could they ever know that we could be so unfaithful
that's me then, I'm all packed you know I need some time to think you just take what you think you'll need I think we both might need a drink and the secrets that I keep you know I keep because I care but if there's no hope left for use, well darling, let's just leave it there