No. 5

Don't you know?

I found out that, you lied

When you said you never cry

Twenty-three years old, and not a sign

Of breaking dependency

Stop it, you're killing me

Please can you try to breathe?

Why can't you just lay still, and let it all pass you by

Back home again

Listening to long, dead tones

While we wait for you to catch us up

It's late when I, call your afternoon

Through the haze of alcohol

Stop it, you're killing me

Please can you try to breathe?

Why can't you just lay still, and let it all pass you by

I'm sick of recognising your face

From the stupid little sound that you make

I'm sick of recognising your face

From the stupid little sound

I'm sick of recognising your face

From the stupid little sound that you make

From the stupid little sound that you make

You make