You are the last of the ladies You are the only one who can save me You are, you are, you are You are the one to grow old with To live, to laugh, and
With your mothers cameo brooch, sat at the foot of her bed, taking notes You wacthed her since you were small, you are the new belle of the ball With
I've been away i've been working but now i'm back i need to know if you're still there and i need to know if you still care Of corse you do Of corse
You walked over still hungover from the night before Those idiot girls were looking over I don't know what for That vintage Chanel dress that you wore
I'm not going to sit here and lie and list all the many ways About how I will supposedly love you till the end of days Because I think that we both know
Who is that girl? i think its kokaine kim ive not seen her face in ages tell me where shes been oh kokaine kimberly is dancing by the door have you seen
You spend too much time sat in your bedroom, on your PC Are you sure you couldn't have found the time, swallowed your pride and admitted your jealousy
A biycle shop at the end of the road a chinese chippy to ease the load. The lights are low and life's not fair but what i have is yours to share. Victoria
The walk home from barbecue is very long when i'm walkin with you The sun is coming up, coming to light that me and you were never that tight And then
So just because i use salty phrases and i go through stages where i neglect endeavor does it mean im not clever? no i dont think so just because my newspaper
Everyones saying that your here for me, but your here for them, if wasn't for me, if it wasn't for me, you wouldn't even know them. you move in your
I loved you, I still do, I probably always will do. I left home and then phoned to see if you like to dance. A memory of you and me, nobody else ever
Your club is full overrated dehydrated, goggle eyed girls theyre trying to stare at me but there eyes are rattling and theyre struggling to see she cant
How come you are always off your head, And yet you still end up in your bed, With some fit blonde I've never seen before, And you get away with kicking
I heard you coming in from town, stilettos scrape the ground, I saw you in your overcoat, a random on your throat, I know you this is not the girl, that
She?s had to peel me off the pavement trying to insinuate sometimes i?m in danger of going too far said would i like to go for tea and toast? get your
The Temptation is all to great now its gone and its all to late i tried and i tried but i never applied any of the morals that i wish i had you wait
The way that you looked at him And then you looked at me You must think that I'm proper blind Proper blind not to see That I was just the stop-gap sitting