We walked a little drunk
Two sides to a tune
Three flights of stairs
Never felt so good
So we carried on, so we carried on
You're under 21
Like the barrel of a gun your mouth is full of words
You've clipped my hand with a bang bang
I've been dragging on
Livin' in a competitors home
Pressing my lips to you
Want her to consider the view
Put away all your good words
Decorating something you've heard
Too many rooms lived in sin
I heard the army again and again
The photo was precise
But none of it was right
I'm so unfit
Like a pig in shit
I feel at home at times
Seeing that I've walked too far
I've come too fast
I've shown you all a blast and now I'm somebody's fault
You're somebody's fault, you're somebody's reason too
Put away all your good words
Decorating something you've heard
Too many rooms lived in sin
I heard the army again and again
Well I've been dragging on
Livin' in a competitors home
Pressing my lips to you
Want her to consider the view
I've been dragging on
Livin' in a competitors home
Pressing my lips to you
Want her to consider the view
Put away all your good words
Decorating something you've heard
Too many rooms lived in sin
I heard the army again and again
"And when she was gone
It's just as they say she was gone"
Although you are persistent your arms don't give much lifting