I don't know why I'm heading to Brick Lane
I hate it there like everybody does
I haven't been there for ages
I'd like to try on old shoes and pretty faces
What will I do with your pretty face?
And the face you make for me?
Just show me a good cause
No longer weighted under the weight of love
Everything was debatable
It was breakable
Feels like I am following me
Like a long way
I don't know why you're looking for a crack
A crack will break a back or me and you
Whether I do or do not like it too
There's a lot of lying showing through