Well the morning was complete.
There was tears on the steering wheel dripping on the seat,
Several hours or several weeks,
I´d have the cheek to say they´re equally as bleak!
It´s the beginning of the end, the car went up the hill,
And disappeared around the bend, ask anyone they´ll tell you that.
It´s these times that it tends,
The start to breaking up, to start to fall apart
Oh! hold on to your heart.
Do me a favour, break my nose!
Do me a favour, tell me to go away!
Do me a favour, stop asking questions!
She walked away, well her shoes were untied,
And the eyes were all red,
You could see that we´ve cried, and I watched and I waited,
´Till she was inside, forcing a smile and waving goodbye.
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Curiousity becomes a heavy load,
Too heavy to hold, too heavy to hold.
Curiousity becomes a heavy load,
Too heavy to hold, will force you to be cold.
And do me a favour, and ask if you need some help!
She said, do me a favour and stop flattering yourself!
How to tear apart the ties that bind, perhaps f*** off, might be too kind,
Perhaps f*** off, might be too kind.