In an analogy that makes sense to most This opportunity, it found me unmarked at the far post But I blazed it right against the crossbar Of the pub that you had worked in since you moved here from Bath spa We agreed we couldn't trust the guy that didn't like a single sport But those bow-legged suitors hadn't given me much of a thought They said it smelled delicious, but it smelt of burning flesh Not meant to be malicious but this is the cross we bear
The story of the winter I forgot how to speak my mind was like a nation's flag, but my breeze was too weak. How they dragged me to the hospital sayin' I had gone deaf But I heard everything they said It's just I had no interest
Our friends have put the two of us on suicide watch And every second spent away we spend watching the clock There are photos of us holding hands outside of the frame I was there, but wonder where our fingers were all the same It's like a self-restraint It's the size of a fingernail And then we chew it down Yeah we chew it down all the same Sad eyes for sad goodbyes
It's a crime It's a crime It's a crime It's a crime
The story of the winter I forgot how to speak my mind was like a nation's flag, but my breeze was too weak. How they dragged me to the hospital sayin' I had gone deaf But I heard everything they said It's just I had no interest