Falling Apart - Live At Alexandra Palace

Watching the sink, it's draining
Dirty dishes, me and you, we're not playing
But honestly, there's no winners here
I guess the banker gets the last laugh
The air in my lungs is heaving
As I'm searching for signs of you leaving
Streetlights erase the day

Are you okay? 'Cause all I'm thinking is
Damn, look at my heart
Damn, falling apart
Damn, driving so fast
Can't outrun your past
Damn, beautiful skies
When there's rain in my eyes
And you're gone and I'm still holding on (hey!)

(Hey!) Adriana, where are you?
You must have moved overseas, a lot of them do
I saw him playing guitar on the TV set
I won't let him get away with it
I'm gonna get a night flight to New York
He's in the sixth floor suite in Hotel George
Streetlights erase the day

Are you okay? 'Cause all I'm thinking is (sing it!)
Damn, look at my heart
Damn, falling apart
Damn, driving so fast
Can't outrun your past
Damn, beautiful skies
When there's rain in my eyes
And you're gone and I'm still holding on

Damn, look at my heart
Damn, stolen piece of art
Damn, all the pop stars
And damn, shame of all
Well damn this and damn that
Wish I could take it all back
But you're gone and I'm still holding on

Damn it, I'm falling apart
Damn it, I'm falling apart
I wish you were here in my arms
But you must be so far
You must be so far

Damn, look at my heart (damn it I'm falling apart)
Damn, falling apart (damn it I'm falling apart)
Damn, driving so fast (damn it I'm falling apart)
Can't outrun your past
Damn, beautiful skies
When there's rain in my eyes
And you're gone and I'm still holding on

Damn, look at my heart
Damn, falling apart
Damn, driving so fast
Can't outrun your past
Damn, beautiful skies
When there's rain in my eyes
And you're gone and I'm still holding on, oh (hey)

Rory Young, everyone
Andrew Dawson on bass
And Ollie motherfucking Khan on drum



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Writer(s): Daniel John D. Bryer, Henry Camamile
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