| You paint a lonely mood | |
| But if I may say so I saw this one coming | |
| From miles ago | |
| And as the sirens sing | |
| I think it's fair to say you're hurting | |
| But I'm hurting too | |
| As for me, I won't let you down | |
| I won't turf you out, I will do you proud | |
| I earn a decent wage | |
| I could control my rage when fighting | |
| I will win for you | |
| And I could drive you around | |
| And I could hold back your hair while you were | |
| Sick on my new suede shoes | |
| As for me, I won't let you down | |
| I won't turf you out, I will do you proud | |
| I've been telling stories, stories about you | |
| I've been forging memories, the way that dictators do | |
| The way you taught me to | |
| I have a picture of you | |
| Within a frame of gold leaf but the glass is gone | |
| I threw it to the floor | |
| That time when we were fighting | |
| But you weren't there | |
| As for you, I won't let you go | |
| I will keep you close | |
| I will make you see |
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