Billed as Single

I'll take a bow
'Bout an hour too late
I've drunk so much
That I can't see that straight

I'll make out I'm dancing
And there's no pride lost
I wonder what they're saying
They are awfully close

I'm breaking out
In rashes and cold fevers
Under breath
As warm as my face is cold

You make no sense
Then you rarely do
With any other row
We'd've packed it in and screwed

You don't like my tone
And I don't feel too good
So I just stop talking
And you leave with someone else

Breaking out
In rashes and cold fevers
Under breath
As warm as my face is cold



Credits
Writer(s): Roy Kerr, Gary Lightbody, Richard Colburn, Jonathan Quinn, Gareth Russell, Bob Kildea, William Campbell, Charlie Clarke, John Cummings, A Meehan, Michael Bannister, Michael Cooke, Aidan Moffat
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