Your hair pinned up in circles
Worn like a widow to second the motion of second nature.
Like two rafts knotted and you're knotted and still where sound is lost and found.
But I fear it's all just coming back to me.
And I fear that it's all just coming back,
It's all coming back, It's all coming back to me.
Under that threat of sky we lie together,
Why care about the weather?
It only ends - it ends in darkness.
You, you're always, you're -
Always dressed and bu*toned up.
Ba ba ba da ba ba ba ba ba da ba bap.
Do do do do do do do do and you -
You, you're always, you're -
Always dressed and bu*toned up.
Ba ba ba da ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba.
Do do do do do do do do do do -
And between 19, 19 and 40,
For the tea it will have changed me.
And turning from the invading light on my -
My naked room, my naked room.
Our coffee stains and dusty coughing.
You, you're always, you're -
Always dressed and bu*toned up.
Ba ba ba da ba ba ba ba ba da ba bap.
Do do do do do do do do and you -
You, you're always, you're -
Always dressed and bu*toned up.
Ba ba ba da ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba.
Do do do do do do do do and you