Quickly she came dressed up for fame Riding her perfume downstairs Make up like glue she danced round the room To the sound of her corduroy flares Lets go to town taxis all round We could stop for a couple of beers He looks at it all stifles a yawn She tries not to look like she cares
What do I do now are we going under What did I do wrong I though we had it sorted Out the other day maybe I'm just stupid Can't we try again No one told me it was raining
Can't face a club they walk to a nearby pub Watch a couple of bands Draining the glass they walk home at last Reaching for each others hands
Nothing is said he goes to bed Dreaming of her on his own She stays up all week watching him sleep Scared that she'll wake up alone
Oh I'll miss you every day of your life Oh you'll feel it too you're not that strong You know I'm on to you
Oh I'll miss you every day of your life And maybe when you're dead I'll get some rest from holding onto you
What do I do now then are we going under What did I do wrong I thought we had it sorted Is there someone else or am I too familiar Was it when I said I wanted to have children Tore up all your photos didn't feel too clever Spent the whole of sunday sticking you together Now I'd like to call you but I feel too awkward Some things need explaining No one told me it was raining
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