I've walked a hundred miles I've seen a hundred thousand smiles Not one of them as beautiful, as beautiful as yours And all the petrol station flowers Or all the stolen looks in the small hours Will never know, we'll never know, we'll never know why
Young and Lovestruck will find themselves stuck right bang in the middle of melodrama and fear. TV says that the insecure will always be lonely and business stands to improve, improve
And how times have changed and our love songs are re-arranged For different names, a different face I'll pretend that it's for you And with that sentiment intact Please keep the first line as a fact You never know, you never know, you never know why
Chorus repeat
All my infatuations, they never made it past The internet or a night you'll regret
And all the fashion types, Are shagging indie types And teaching them how to smoke and how to dress And they're dressing to impress And they're dressed like all the rest