Scottish Weekend

I drank too much again
So now I'm dancing on my own
A girl caught your eye tonight
So now I'm with Katy on the phone
I'm trying my hardest. To get fucking Lost
Trying my hardest to figure out the cost of some food
Maybe a bus back home
Or maybe I should go somewhere else and dance some more
On my own

I'm like Barry Eagan or like Hallum Foe
Except in Life there's no quirky soundtrack so
I'm just a weirdo with a short short temper
Who wanders these streets at night trying to see what he can see

I saw two lovers. Too nervous to kiss
Standing there in that strangers back garden I realised
I started to miss you

I'm so full of fear when you're not here
So full of fear. Fear and whisky



Credits
Writer(s): Kyle Wood
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