You don't have to
deny your urge,
it doesn't make you bad
On our admission
that makeweight is lifting
stop dwelling on the past

I think about the three of us
i wonder how we tessellate
It would it've been much wiser
to allow these feelings to emit

Empty words
so free of connotations
all dreams come to an end
Codify your utterance
comunicate your needs
prepare your vocabulary

My nervous sytem fails me
my thoughts are becoming fugitive
When I'm in your arms
I wonder how much I can give

The weekend is a godsend, the nightime is a lifeline
Another useless phonecall, another drunken stumble
Pinkess round your iris
reveals that you've been crying
But I don't know what my crime is,
I cause upset without trying

People are judged on their mistakes
and how much money that they make
No one wants to lose their youth
in a trench like this
Visiting the same places, kissing all the same faces
Building up support, looking far apart
I empty out my pockets
at the end of the night
Another scrawled first name, another sense of shame

I need to get to bed before I fail myself again
We got too close that night and I reached out for your hand
the nightime is a lifeline, The weekend is a godsend.
Another useless phonecall, another drunken stumble
Oh but the pinkess round your iris reveals that you've been crying
But I don't know what my crime is...

My strength is sapping
My strengths are snapping
Ooh ooh
My strength is sapping
My heart strings are snapping