ALL THESE TRIPS, BLESS MY SOUL, ALL THESE JOURNEYS TO THE CENTRE OF MY HEAD, ARE TAKING THEIR TOLL. AND I END UP FINDING OUT,
THERE´S NOTHING TO KNOW. I TRIED TO UNDERSTAND YOU WHEN YOU SAID, "I NEVER WANT YOU TO GO" WHAT COULD I SAY? I DUNNO
HANGING AROUND OUTSIDE THE PUB, I´D NEVER REALISED HOW LITTLE IT TOOK TO GET ME DRUNK, AND I´M PISSED ON CONVERSATION I THINK I TALK TOO MUCH. I THINK I THINK TOO MUCH. I THINK MY PARANOIA IS OUT TO GET ME BUT THEN AGAIN OH OH I DUNNO
I DUNNO ART IS DEAD
AND ROMANCE HASN´T BEEN SEEN SINCE IT JUMPED INTO THE THAMES OFF LONDON BRIDGE. AND THE LOOK ON THE FACE OF THE BOY ABOUT TO JUMP FROMA SEVENTEENTH STOREY WINDOW SAYING "ARE YOU READY FOR THE SHOW?" I DUNNO
I DUNNO ART IS DEAD AND ROMANCE HASN´T BEEN SEEN SINCE IT JUMPED INTO THE THAMES OFF LONDON BRIDGE AND THE LOOK ON THE FACE OF THE BOY ABOUT TO JUMP FROMA SEVENTEENTH STOREY WINDOW SAYING "ARE YOU READY FOR THE SHOW?" I DUNNO