Tears In My Mouth
You don't offer much to me
A bit of basic company
You've been through hell and ended up with me
Isn't that funny?
Fingers outstretched, temporarily
Disarming in your uncertainty
Take the knife from me
And lay me down to sleep
I know you, and I should know better
Immortalised in a long love letter
Because I have no idea
How to be a person today
I know me, and I should do better
Real big sucker for a fucking home wrecker
Now there's not really much left here to say
My heart under lock and key
I can't tell if you're trying to get the key from me
I reach out, then pull back, then run in and freeze
With your tears in my mouth
My eyes watching frantically
I see the end from the title screen
I grab you, then pull back
I'm a little boy, lost, in the tornado of the century
Thought it could be me
It wasn't
I think he'll come for me
But he doesn't
But he doesn't
But he doesn't
But he doesn't
Who will you pick today?
You'd have your pick of the line up any day
Thought it could be me - it wasn't
I think he'll come for me - but he doesn't
I knew that you were going to hurt me
I could tell, because you kept saying sorry
Before you'd done anything
I'll see you every night
A brand new spectre in a great long line
And you'll haunt me
The shortest chapter in my story
And I know me, and I am not careful
One sweet smile, and I become fearful
He stretches my cheeks, now I am cheerful
My heart under lock and key
I can't tell if you're trying to get the key from me
I reach out, then pull back, then run in and freeze
With your tears in my mouth
My eyes watching frantically
I see the end from the title screen
I grab you, then pull back
I'm a little boy, lost, in the tornado of the century
Thought it could be me
It wasn't
I think he'll come for me
But he doesn't
But he doesn't
But he doesn't
But he doesn't
A bit of basic company
You've been through hell and ended up with me
Isn't that funny?
Fingers outstretched, temporarily
Disarming in your uncertainty
Take the knife from me
And lay me down to sleep
I know you, and I should know better
Immortalised in a long love letter
Because I have no idea
How to be a person today
I know me, and I should do better
Real big sucker for a fucking home wrecker
Now there's not really much left here to say
My heart under lock and key
I can't tell if you're trying to get the key from me
I reach out, then pull back, then run in and freeze
With your tears in my mouth
My eyes watching frantically
I see the end from the title screen
I grab you, then pull back
I'm a little boy, lost, in the tornado of the century
Thought it could be me
It wasn't
I think he'll come for me
But he doesn't
But he doesn't
But he doesn't
But he doesn't
Who will you pick today?
You'd have your pick of the line up any day
Thought it could be me - it wasn't
I think he'll come for me - but he doesn't
I knew that you were going to hurt me
I could tell, because you kept saying sorry
Before you'd done anything
I'll see you every night
A brand new spectre in a great long line
And you'll haunt me
The shortest chapter in my story
And I know me, and I am not careful
One sweet smile, and I become fearful
He stretches my cheeks, now I am cheerful
My heart under lock and key
I can't tell if you're trying to get the key from me
I reach out, then pull back, then run in and freeze
With your tears in my mouth
My eyes watching frantically
I see the end from the title screen
I grab you, then pull back
I'm a little boy, lost, in the tornado of the century
Thought it could be me
It wasn't
I think he'll come for me
But he doesn't
But he doesn't
But he doesn't
But he doesn't
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Writer(s): Matthew Deane
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