You don't have to deny your urge, it doesn't make you bad On our admission that makeweight is lifting stop dwelling on the past
I think about the three of us i wonder how we tessellate It would it've been much wiser to allow these feelings to emit
Empty words so free of connotations all dreams come to an end Codify your utterance comunicate your needs prepare your vocabulary
My nervous sytem fails me my thoughts are becoming fugitive When I'm in your arms I wonder how much I can give
The weekend is a godsend, the nightime is a lifeline Another useless phonecall, another drunken stumble Pinkess round your iris reveals that you've been crying But I don't know what my crime is, I cause upset without trying
People are judged on their mistakes and how much money that they make No one wants to lose their youth in a trench like this Visiting the same places, kissing all the same faces Building up support, looking far apart I empty out my pockets at the end of the night Another scrawled first name, another sense of shame
I need to get to bed before I fail myself again We got too close that night and I reached out for your hand the nightime is a lifeline, The weekend is a godsend. Another useless phonecall, another drunken stumble Oh but the pinkess round your iris reveals that you've been crying But I don't know what my crime is...
My strength is sapping My strengths are snapping Ooh ooh My strength is sapping My heart strings are snapping