[Intro]
         


[Verse 1]
             
I think we nee

           
d more post-co

          
ital and less 

     
post-rock
             
Feels like the

             
 build-up take

             
s forever, but

             
 you never get


 me off
   
You pull your 

dress over you

r face
             
And I stare do

              
wn towards my 

 
chest
             
Chastise both 

              
our greasy hai

              
r, wonder whos

              
e gut is the s

  
oftest
              
Stand with my 

              
ear to the doo

              
r, listening t

              
o the landing 

   
floorboards

Working out when we'll be safe
            
To dash from m

            
attress to you

   
r bathroom
            
Where I ball m

              
y fingers into

   
 fists
             
Until my knuck

              
les glow brigh

    
t white
             
Press the heel


s into eye-soc

kets 'til I se

e the flashing

 lights
   
Stop me when m

y stories chan

ge
              
When they have

              
 started to re

 
peat
             
'Cause last ti

             
me I was a mes

            
s of sleep, of

  
 icy feet


[Chorus]
          
So baby, all a

   
pologies
             
It was going t

        
o happen, inev

        
itably, oh

                        

[Verse 2]
              
I think we nee

           
d more post-co

            
ital and less 

    
post-rock
              
Feels like the

             
 build-up take

             
s forever, but

             
 you never tou

       
ch my cock
            
And what exact

              
ly do you mean

           
 now by, "What

              
 can you even 

 
eat?"
             
And how does t

             
hat affect how

             
 I'll get off 

        
this evening?


[Verse 3]
  
I flew down so

uth to Mexico,

 had a minor r

ealisation
              
I understood w

        
hy kids draw t

he sun with it

s rays emanati

ng
    
And the beams 

broke the clou

ds, the sky lo

oked like a co

ncertina
              
I'd sat on in 

             
my pocket for 

              
weeks, folded 

             
up from a pict


ure
 
I've been play

ing Straight C

hicken with ga

y girls, it's 

never enough
              
She keeps on p

             
ulling the pea

              
ce sign and it

          
 seems like a 

taunt
              
She licked a g

              
laze on her li

              
ps, they shone

             
 like Battlesh

    
ip Grey
              
She never like

       
d the wisdom I

 gave
             
"Some people g

              
ive themselves

             
 to religion
            
Some people gi

            
ve themselves 

             
to a cause
             
Some people gi

              
ve themselves 

       
to a lover
             
I have to give

              
 myself to goa


ls"


[Chorus]

          
So baby, all a

   
pologies
             
It was going t

        
o happen, inev

        
itably, oh
             
And if it help

            
s, I mean, eve

             
n slightly at 

 
all
              
It's best to d

             
ust yourself d

             
own and get st

            
raight back on

  
 the horse


[Verse 4]
             
I condescend a

             
 smile and win

             
k directly at 

      
the camera
             
I leave you le

             
d in both our 

              
scents as I ti

             
ptoe out the b

 
ackdoor
             
I skid down ic

             
y streets and 

             
view my face i

       
n the reflecti

on
             
Of a High Stre

             
et lingerie st

              
ore though it 

            
wasn't my inte


ntion

I phone my friends and family to gather 'round the television
            
The talking he

           
ads count down
              
The most heart

             
-wrenching bre

 
akups of all t

ime
             
Imagine the gr

     
eat sense of w

aste
            
The indignity,

           
 the embarrass

ment
      
When not a sin

gle one of tha

t whole centur

y was mine