Must break his back to earn his day of leisure.
Time to rectify all the things that you should.
Love has a nasty habit of disappearing overnight.
Sat on her rug, biding my time, drinking her wine.
Doesn't have a point of view.
Carve your number on my wall
In the good and the bad books that I have read.
In the morning waiting for the tides of time.
Let this be a sermon, I mean everything I've said.
We'll forget the tears we cried.
Until I do I'm hoping you will know what I mean.
Working for peanuts is all very fine.
These memories lose their meaning.
I have had enough, so act your age
