You are constant
Constant to me

Though you're distant,
You're my shadow
Constantly

Yeah, I'm OK
Thanks for asking
Wrote too many pointless love songs

Learn to breathe in
Learn to breathe out
Can't let you go
Can't let you go yet

Learn to br

Call me a fake Sir
You can call me a fraud
You can spit on my french knickers
You can call me a whore

If You
Roll in, Roll out, Roll up to the Bunny Club
You'll have the
Ride of your life underneath these
Pink fluorescent lights
And I hope that you
Roll

Who knows
Will I meet you in a corridor
Who knows
If you wined up coming home

Yes I've been drinking to the evening
Who ever knows
Where do you go from here

I can run
I want to fly
Though I sing
I wish I could cry in front of you
And I dream of the

Didn't ever wonder why we never settled in,
We drank too much gin, we drank too much gin.

Didn't ever notice that the carpet there was thin
Been lived upon,
Before we laid our heads down there.

No I won't forget, but i'm getting stronger.
There's a place in my heart,

Thought I kissed your kiss away
Thought I loved your love today
See the thing you see my way
Thought I kissed your kiss away

Thought I kissed your kiss away
Thought I loved your love today
See the thing you see my way
Thought I kissed your kiss away

But I can'

Word on the street, you said you found my body an angel
And the man at 22, he said my face is looking so sad
And that my jeans are too baggy and my top is too tight
And I’m finding it hard to sleep through the night
I wanna get a priest and put my baby to bed

Glory halleluj

I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that's real

The needle tears a hole
The old familiar sting
I try to kill it all away
But I remember everything

What have I become
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know
Goes

I am strong, I am not weak
I am not in a place where I can talk to you
I am not hot, I am not cold
I am not for sale, for I am sold

I am strong, I am not weak
I am not in a place where I can talk to you
I am not hot, I am not cold
I am not for sale, I am sold
I

I hate the way I cry when you say you miss me.
But I love the way you hold me when I sleep.
I hate the way I bleed each time you kiss me.
But you say "Hey, sleeping beauty, go back to sleep."

We had pennies in our pockets,
We had hope in our eyes,
He said "Girl, you've

If you were to kiss me now
If you were too only making sound
If you were to kiss me now
I may just have stayed

If you were silent enough
Not listening to any of the stuff
If you were just man enough
You would have left me go

As I left the keys in the bowl

Liberation
From my city
I close my eyes on
Whatever I want to be
Liberation
Liberation
From my city
Liberation

Thought I kissed your kiss away
Thought I loved your love today
See the things you see my way
I thought I kissed your kiss away

Thought I kissed your kiss away
Thought I loved your love today
See the things you see my way
I thought I kissed your kiss away

But

Thought I kissed your kiss away, thought I loved your love today. See the thing you see my way, thought I kissed your kiss away. Thought I kissed your kiss away, thought I loved your love today

My soldier and other things that went away in time, on a sunday afternoon
It didn’t mean that much to him, I had just turned sixteen, moved up to the city
You had just turned nineteen, sent away to fight
So who’s the big hard man now? So beautifully broken

It takes a bit of tim

Nitrogen Pink and a whole load of Wednesdays
They're these sweet rotting memories
That keep you alive
Nitrogen Pink please
Throw me a moment just to
Get my composure and to
Stamp on a fly

And the boys had they're pearls
And the girls had to backs
And everybo

Nitrogen Pink and a whole load of Wednesdays They're these sweet rotting memories That keep you alive Nitrogen Pink please Throw me a moment just to Get my composure and to Stamp on a fly And

Honest is killing me
I feel you burning holes in me
And ripping open threads
Like i'm some big enchanting crossword

And i know i have to get back up
But when i cry, i cry a lot
And nothing much is going on
The poet and the vicar's son

And so maybe next time,

Just a little, just a little too late he said
"I made the biggest mistake and I
Never ever, ever, ever meant to cause you harm"

And then she said, "Darling, you don't understand,
It was the blacks Sambucas and it got out of hand
And I really don't remember which side of the

Just a little, just a little too late he said “I made the biggest mistake and I Never ever, ever, ever meant to cause you harm” And then she said, “Darling, you don’t understand, It was

Can't play pretty tunes My head is always messy and I can't walk in a straight line, My path is always, always gritty and I like to play piano but it's often out of tune and There are lots of bro