Youre adamant
So loose limbed I give in
Although your bed is warm
The worn springs they creak of regret
And lust is the thief who steals away
While we were sleeping
Now youre doing my head in
The lines, the blinds are drawn
We are intimate strangers
Im reborn, its a false dawn
Where weve been, I forget
And saturdays fuss is just small town lust
Its me Im cheating
Now youre doing my head in
Now youre doing my head in
