The Pastels - Ugly Town lyrics

I was talking with the? And they said it's not the way it seems 'Cause they work long nights And they have bad dreams You've got an? And just a little too much time And though I try I can't make you mine Good times in an ugly town One way streets they take you down Your white dress is drying in the back room My? is dying on the stairs Your mother only had one daughter I think I know the reason why Angels on high You can make them cry