We're held together by, sellotape
And despite the times I've tried
My feet won't walk away
A perforated line
Waiting to be torn
A long foregone conclusion
Just waiting to be drawn
And the truth is
We don't know what we're doing
You swallowed it whole while, I was chewing it over
Talking like a child
Trying to be save face
My head lost to my heart
In a hundred metre race
A matter of time
Depending on your age
Caught between the morning and the darkest places
And the truth is
We don't know what we're doing
You swallowed it whole whilst I was chewing it over
Yeah the truth is
We don't know what we're doing
You swallowed it whole whilst I was chewing it over
Then it all takes shape
Every line on your face
Moves to create
That old familiar frown
And then it all falls down
Without a word or sound
All the love and hate
Held by sellotape
All the love and hate
Held by sellotape
All the love and hate
Held by sellotape
All the love and hate...