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