One, two, one, two, three, four. If the words that we spoke enough
Cause the pubs are empty and they're closing up
He's spitting spite as fast as saliva
But with the prose of a standard English drunk, she says
One, two, one, two, three, four. If the words that we spoke enough
Cause the pubs are empty and they're closing up
He's spitting spite as fast as saliva
But with the prose of a standard English drunk, she says
I hope that saltwater ruins your clothes
And I hope you spend the rest of your life sleeping alone
I hope the problems that make your life harder
Sit stubborn in your stomach like your kidney stones, and yet
[Pre-Chorus]
All this over a kiss
You weren't there, why you pressed by this?
But now it's turning three in the morning
The bouncer's put you on his third warning
But I'm still here, I'm not leaving
[Chorus]
You won't get what you need (All this over a kiss)
You know it's always the same, it's all just a game
If I had it my way, I'd sleep on the concrete
So watch what you say to me (All this over a kiss)
Cause I'm not sure
I'm not sure they'd let you off easily
[Verse 2]
It's a pissed-off march up to bus stop station
With pissed-off eyes glossed with early conversations
And the consequence of your desperation
Is the people on the night bus have to listen to you
And all I'm saying is (Woo)
How can you look to yourself in the window pane
Without wanting to hit yourself?
But your fist descends through the condensation
[Pre-Chorus]
All this over a kiss
You weren't there, so why you pressed by this?
Now it's turning three in the morning
The bouncer's put you on his third warning
But I'm still here, I'm not leaving
[Chorus]
You won't get what you need (All this over a kiss)
You know it's always the same, it's all just a game
If I had it my way, I'd sleep on the concrete
So watch what you say to me (All this over a kiss)
Cause I'm not sure
I'm not sure they'd let you off easily
En, to, en, to, tre, fire. Hvis de ord, vi talte nok
Fordi pubber er tomme, og de lukker op
Han spytter trods så hurtigt som spyt
Men med prosaen af en standard engelsk fuld, siger hun
Jeg håber, at saltvand ødelægger dit tøj
Og jeg håber du bruger resten af dit liv alene alene
Jeg håber de problemer, der gør dit liv sværere
Sidde stædig i din mave som dine nyresten, og alligevel
[Pre-Chorus]
Alt dette over et kys
Du var ikke der, hvorfor du pressede af dette?
Men nu vender det tre om morgenen
Bouncer satte dig på sin tredje advarsel
Men jeg er stadig her, jeg forlader ikke
[Kor]
Du får ikke hvad du har brug for (alt dette over et kys)
Du ved, det er altid det samme, det er alt bare et spil
Hvis jeg havde det min vej, ville jeg sove på betonen
Så se hvad du siger til mig (alt dette over et kys)
Fordi jeg ikke er sikker på
Jeg er ikke sikker på, at de nemt vil lade dig nemt
[Vers 2]
Det er en pissed-off marts op til busstoppestationen
Med pissed-off øjne glosret med tidlige samtaler
Og konsekvensen af din desperation
Er folkene på natbussen at lytte til dig
Og alt jeg siger er (woo)
Hvordan kan du se til dig selv i vinduespanelet
Uden at have ramt dig selv?
Men din næve falder ned gennem kondensationen
[Pre-Chorus]
Alt dette over et kys
Du var ikke der, så hvorfor du pressede af dette?
Nu vender det tre om morgenen
Bouncer satte dig på sin tredje advarsel
Men jeg er stadig her, jeg forlader ikke
[Kor]
Du får ikke hvad du har brug for (alt dette over et kys)
Du ved, det er altid det samme, det er alt bare et spil
Hvis jeg havde det min vej, ville jeg sove på betonen
Så se hvad du siger til mig (alt dette over et kys)
Fordi jeg ikke er sikker på
Jeg er ikke sikker på, at de nemt vil lade dig nemt