I never found out why you were crying February stained my carpet floor While all my friends were outside smoking cigarettes Convincing my neighbours we're the next beat generation The dream is dead, I killed it I got the photos back and None of us are smiling None of us are smiling None of us are having a good time
And if you never called it love Then it can't be love And if you never called it heartbreak Then how can you be heartbroken? How can you be heartbroken? Kick it
And if the Valkyries descended Into the pond It was the middle of December We decided this was better Sitting on a park bench Drinking hot chocolate Talking about old friends, before you got sober And if it snows right now, that would be heaven I mean honestly, that would be heaven
Well if you never called it love Then it can't be love And if you never called it heartbreak Then how can you be heartbroken? How can you be heartbroken?
And I'm begging you to feel something Dream outside your bedroom window for a change I'm begging you to feel I'm begging you to feel I'm begging you to feel Just a bit little less
Well if you never called it love Then it can't be love And if you never called it heartbreak Then how can you be heartbroken? How can you be heartbroken?
And I'm begging you to feel something Dream outside your bedroom window for a change I'm begging you to feel I'm begging you to feel I'm begging you to feel Just a bit little less Just a little bit less
Compositores: Callum Litchfield, George BerryIain Gillespie, Nicholas Peters