Do what the f*ck you want
I just don't want to know
Keep your flowers
I'll knot my own
Cos I've come to realise
Flying hopes only hold flying parasites
You won't let me go
You're still in my house
So in the street is where I go
Couch surfing on sleeping pills
Dissolves the writer of her guilt
With your short memories of your planted trees
They're painted as red as your Spanish flag
And synapses form road maps
That lead me back to
I owe me a favour
You need to be swept to sea
And dank glows and charcoal pavements
Are all I want to see
In realms of bliss
I fall into your sun
Still here I am
In pools of bliss
I float under your sun
I owe me a favour
Catch that bus away from me
And dank glows and charcoal pavements
Are all I want
To see