Cops and Robbers

You could throw your hands up
You could throw it all away
You could throw your hands up
You could throw your hands up

Meet me in the middle, the middle of the day
Just to throw your hands up
This could be your final say

The cops and robbers
Fighting on the bend
You're hot and bothered
This one you can't defend

And I know you're hurting
You have been for a while
But it isn't working
We fake, we fake these smiles

I see a mirror
But I don't recognise
Who's that with her?
She lies, I cry, deny

You could steal the money
You could throw it all away
You could steal the money
You think it all'd be funny

The cops and robbers
Fighting on the bend
You're hot and bothered
This one you can't defend

And I know you're hurting
You have been for a while
But it isn't working
We fake, we fake these smiles

I see a mirror
But I don't recognise
Who's that with her?
She lies, I cry, the night

And I want to be free
No more [?]
You brought me to my knees
I won't see you again

And I want to be free
No more [?]
You brought me to my knees
I won't see you again



Credits
Writer(s): Harry Handford
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