Needless to say I'm on my own again I've wasted tomorrow Before it's come The council estate Is pretty in midnight blue But it's ugly as sin In the morning sun. CHORUS ----------- I think about her I think about all the times we had A friend says she's lost Apparently, she's got it pretty bad And he likes to raise his hand He likes to make her understand. ----------- Needless to say I was a second choice I wonder what if But that's all that I can say My feelings became distorted Confusion leaves you in that way. CHORUS The wallpaper preys on a broken mind Shadows tremble as the candlelight fails The smell of alcohol is from the cheapest wine A fly fights for its life in the tuna brine.
© Severn Dwyer. 1995