You walked over still hungover from the night before
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Those idiot girls were looking over
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I don't know what for
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That vintage Chanel dress that you wore
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Just accentuated the fact that your heart was sore
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Like a dying rose in the cold you froze
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I'm holding the thorns on the floor
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The Night & Day holds memories
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But when I think of it now all I see
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Is you at the back and you're starting to cry
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I wish I could have sung you a lullaby
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But I can't because I'm a mess, I'm too proud
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I'm stubborn and I'm selfish and you know that I'm loud
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I'm a fool who thinks he's strong like Cassius Clay
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I never ever listen to what anyone says
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If I see your mother, tell her I still love her
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But that letter was wrong, ill informed and I warned you
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Please do not get the families involved
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This world is me around me I revolve
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The Night & Day holds memories
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But when I think of it now all I see
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Is you at the back and you're starting to cry
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I wish I could have sung you a lullaby
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I'm with my friends, I'm on my own
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I'm in a crowded bar, I'm on my own
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I'm with everyone else, I'm on my own
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Its nobody's fault but my own
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I wish I could have sung you a lullaby.
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Lullaby
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| The Courteeners |
