A bit of nothing, and I concede it
Bag a window seat because I'm feeling things
Keep it under a Stella backbone, or turn the TV on will you please
I need a new one, because you're still creasing the duvet sheets
You sigh, and reach to your bedside table
'Yea if you say so', the lamp-shade over your shoulder goes
Tip-toe and your big talk is all it needed for me to see this
You seem far, now I think you're on the ropes
Hold on, maybe it's this and that but they're pinned down
It's all gone, when it's all gone I'll be seeping out
It's never what it seems, but I know, I know
Maybe it's this and that but they're pinned down
You say that you'll do anything
Well pull your white socks up cheaper trainers
In the hope of losing your focus love
Tip-toe and your big talk is all it needed for me to see this
You seem far, now I think you're on the ropes
Hold on, maybe it's this and that but they're pinned down
It's all gone, when it's all gone I'll be seeping out
It's never what it seems, but I know, I know
Maybe it's this and that