| Song | Worse Things Happen At Sea |
| Artist | Frank Turner |
| Album | Sleep Is For The Week |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Honestly, relax my dear, it抯 clear that we are done. | |
| It doesn抰 take a scientist to figure out that one. | |
| It抯 obvious, the way you move, the way you hold your head, | |
| The way you hide your pretty eyes and shift across the bed. | |
| Honestly, | |
| I抣l be fine, this isn抰 my first time. | |
| I抳e taken blows before and every time | |
| I have survived. | |
| You made it clear you didn抰 care, you never did pretend, | |
| And in the end at least you never try to fuck my friends. | |
| Well honestly it doesn抰 matter, | |
| I know better than | |
| To cry over spilt milk, wasted effort, spoiled plans. | |
| We抮e adults here so shed no tears, | |
| I抦 sure we can be friends. | |
| I抣l nod and smile and watch you in the arms of other men. | |
| Well honestly, your honesty, it has emerged unscathed, | |
| And I hope you抮e doing fine, because me, | |
| I抦 doing fucking great. | |
| And I wouldn抰 want to waste another second of your time br /> | |
| I know my place, | |
| I know your face, | |
| So you hide yours and | |
| I抣l keep to mine. | |
| You say 揥orse things happen at sea | |
| I say 揥orse things have happened to me | |
| Bitter eyes to the bedroom floor br /> | |
| And we抮e not going to talk anymore, | |
| We抳e got nothing to talk for, | |
| And you抳e got nothing to be sorry for. | |
| And I抳e got no one to care for. | |
| This is the worst thing that抯 happened to me. | |
| I guess worse things happen at sea. |
| Honestly, relax my dear, it zha clear that we are done. | |
| It doesn yang take a scientist to figure out that one. | |
| It zha obvious, the way you move, the way you hold your head, | |
| The way you hide your pretty eyes and shift across the bed. | |
| Honestly, | |
| I yun l be fine, this isn yang my first time. | |
| I ni e taken blows before and every time | |
| I have survived. | |
| You made it clear you didn yang care, you never did pretend, | |
| And in the end at least you never try to fuck my friends. | |
| Well honestly it doesn yang matter, | |
| I know better than | |
| To cry over spilt milk, wasted effort, spoiled plans. | |
| We zhen e adults here so shed no tears, | |
| I bing sure we can be friends. | |
| I yun l nod and smile and watch you in the arms of other men. | |
| Well honestly, your honesty, it has emerged unscathed, | |
| And I hope you zhen e doing fine, because me, | |
| I bing doing fucking great. | |
| And I wouldn yang want to waste another second of your time br | |
| I know my place, | |
| I know your face, | |
| So you hide yours and | |
| I yun l keep to mine. | |
| You say ti orse things happen at sea | |
| I say ti orse things have happened to me | |
| Bitter eyes to the bedroom floor br | |
| And we zhen e not going to talk anymore, | |
| We ni e got nothing to talk for, | |
| And you ni e got nothing to be sorry for. | |
| And I ni e got no one to care for. | |
| This is the worst thing that zha happened to me. | |
| I guess worse things happen at sea. |
| Honestly, relax my dear, it zhā clear that we are done. | |
| It doesn yāng take a scientist to figure out that one. | |
| It zhā obvious, the way you move, the way you hold your head, | |
| The way you hide your pretty eyes and shift across the bed. | |
| Honestly, | |
| I yun l be fine, this isn yāng my first time. | |
| I nǐ e taken blows before and every time | |
| I have survived. | |
| You made it clear you didn yāng care, you never did pretend, | |
| And in the end at least you never try to fuck my friends. | |
| Well honestly it doesn yāng matter, | |
| I know better than | |
| To cry over spilt milk, wasted effort, spoiled plans. | |
| We zhěn e adults here so shed no tears, | |
| I bǐng sure we can be friends. | |
| I yun l nod and smile and watch you in the arms of other men. | |
| Well honestly, your honesty, it has emerged unscathed, | |
| And I hope you zhěn e doing fine, because me, | |
| I bǐng doing fucking great. | |
| And I wouldn yāng want to waste another second of your time br | |
| I know my place, | |
| I know your face, | |
| So you hide yours and | |
| I yun l keep to mine. | |
| You say tì orse things happen at sea | |
| I say tì orse things have happened to me | |
| Bitter eyes to the bedroom floor br | |
| And we zhěn e not going to talk anymore, | |
| We nǐ e got nothing to talk for, | |
| And you nǐ e got nothing to be sorry for. | |
| And I nǐ e got no one to care for. | |
| This is the worst thing that zhā happened to me. | |
| I guess worse things happen at sea. |