Flaky Trains
He was never quite a winner
At the waiting game
But for a pretty girl
There's always a rule he'd break
He gives me the 'she's coming', 'I know', and 'just see'
And he sits down with his dreams, and a bottle or three
You just can't bring a blind man, to see
That it's been three years on this platform
With your heart in a bag
Waiting on a flaky train, to come
That's never even left, my friend
And never will
Coz she's never coming back
She's never ever coming back
So you can drink yourself to dead
Tell me she messed with your head
But mate, she ain't, comin back
Well there's reason to move on too
See the blonde there, dressed in blue
She's got those eyes, the kind you like
And look, shes got a book, to boot
You could wait on the flaky trains.
Or you could, grab your heart and go
There's a time for believing
And a time for leaving
No time for flaky trains
As you watch your life go by
There's a time for fighting
And a time for letting go
Hey that's a good book, I've read it too
She says cheesy, but it'll do
How about dinner, he says
You got any plans?
She says - fuck it, come on, lets go
I've been here forever
Waiting on a flaky man
You could wait on the flaky trains
Or you could, grab your heart and go
There's a time for believing
And a time for leaving
No time for flaky trains
As you watch your life go by
Theres a time for fighting
And a time for letting go
At the waiting game
But for a pretty girl
There's always a rule he'd break
He gives me the 'she's coming', 'I know', and 'just see'
And he sits down with his dreams, and a bottle or three
You just can't bring a blind man, to see
That it's been three years on this platform
With your heart in a bag
Waiting on a flaky train, to come
That's never even left, my friend
And never will
Coz she's never coming back
She's never ever coming back
So you can drink yourself to dead
Tell me she messed with your head
But mate, she ain't, comin back
Well there's reason to move on too
See the blonde there, dressed in blue
She's got those eyes, the kind you like
And look, shes got a book, to boot
You could wait on the flaky trains.
Or you could, grab your heart and go
There's a time for believing
And a time for leaving
No time for flaky trains
As you watch your life go by
There's a time for fighting
And a time for letting go
Hey that's a good book, I've read it too
She says cheesy, but it'll do
How about dinner, he says
You got any plans?
She says - fuck it, come on, lets go
I've been here forever
Waiting on a flaky man
You could wait on the flaky trains
Or you could, grab your heart and go
There's a time for believing
And a time for leaving
No time for flaky trains
As you watch your life go by
Theres a time for fighting
And a time for letting go
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