You keep going to the early hours of Sunday, you keep going til you got work on the Monday
And everywhere I see everyone in their seats, sitting in silence staring at the walls for weeks
Staring at the walls for weeks
Whats up? I cannot seem to listen
Everyone's chatting shit in the bedroom or the kitchen
I look down and see something glisten, your little tool that you like to use for kissing
You keep going to the early hours of Sunday, you keep going til you got work on the Monday
And everywhere I see everyone in their seats, sitting in silence staring at the walls for weeks
Run inside, come inside, you come alive and you paint me with your life
You run inside, come inside, you come alive and you paint me with your life
Hold this, I can't see for looking, to change the song to something more uplifting
The afters are getting out of hand, put it all together and it makes up a grand
Run inside, come inside, you come alive and you paint me with your life
Run inside, come inside, you come alive and you paint me with your life