Song Description
A black comedy and lively look at dysfunctional, unrequited love.
Song Length |
3:42 |
Genre |
Rock - Alternative, Folk - Contemporary |
Tempo |
Medium Fast (131 - 150) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Mood |
In High Spirits, Restless |
Subject |
Lost Love |
Similar Artists |
Roy Orbison |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Waking in the afternoon, sunshine sulphur floods my room
I'm so feniant and it's true, waiting for a girl and it's you
I'm longing for the shape of your head to kiss your face and to share your bed
But I'm never gonna be that guy, I don't know how and I don't know why
and it's gonna be a cold and lonely life
Sunday evening short of breath Tv-hell makeover death
Crack the bottles open now kills the senses any somehow
All the songs I sing you tolerate, in art they're fine but in life they're late
I'm the kind of guy you used to score but you won't go that way no more
and it's gonna be a cold and lonely life
I'm such a fool for bringing love here when I never had a chance anyhow
But now I'm struggling trying to get free but I'm caught, and I need you now
I have lost my guardian life, I forgot my guiding light
When I chose which way mine, I did not make the train on time
Yes I never made it to the end, my shoes went through and they would not mend
I'm making do will all the rest, I still lost though I did my best
and it's gonna be a cold and lonely life
Button up the suits I wear, strap my gut in comb my hair
That's my daily grind my friend, I'll perform it once again
I throw my phone into the Thames, I don't want to hear from you again
I lie awake and count the cost I did my best but at last I lost
and it's gonna be a cold and lonely life