Lyrics
and when it comes to blows
You say i ve got another face, but you know i d rather drag myself across the dance floor
Waiting for something to start, just hope that you are on my side, but underneath i am the same as you
But it s best to finish as we started, it s safer not to look around
I can t hide my feelings from you now, just staring at the brown formica, just staring at the brown formica
Just hope that you are on my side, i could hang about and burn my fingers
But it s best to finish as we started, my manner set impeccably Belle, i could hang about and burn my fingers
but it s best to finish as we started
I ve been hanging out here, but underneath i am the same as you
where no one knows me and where i
it s safer not to look around
There s too much love to go around these days, my manner set impeccably
that s not a fault of mine these days
but you know i d rather drag myself across the dance floor
my manner set impeccably
But you know i d rather drag myself across the dance floor, i could dance all night like i m a soul boy
But underneath i am the same as you, but underneath i am the same as you
Where no one knows me and where i, can cause offense just by the way i look
Just staring at the brown formica, that s not a fault of mine these days Belle, i could hang about and burn my fingers
There s no hiding my feelings from you now, there s too much love to go around these days, that s not a fault of mine these days
But you know i d rather drag myself across the dance floor, i ve been hanging out here
I feel like dancing on my own, with my face head-down Love, my manner set impeccably
that s not a fault of mine these days
With my face head-down, honest and afraid of you
Waiting for something to start, there s too much love to go around these days
I feel like dancing on my own, just hope that you are on my side
just hope that you are on my side
That s not a fault of mine these days, just hope that you are on my side, there s too much love to go around these days
i ve been hanging out here
waiting for something to start
That s not a fault of mine these days, you think i m faultless to a t, there s too much love to go around these days
But underneath i am the same as you, when i am numbering my foes
There s too much love to go around these days, there s too much love to go around these days
When i am numbering my foes, that s not a fault of mine these days
Waiting for something to start, where no one knows me and where i
It s safer not to look around, there s too much love to go around these days, it s safer not to look around
I can t hide my feelings from you now, it s safer not to look around, i could hang about and burn my fingers
With my face head-down, that s not a fault of mine these days
and when it comes to blows
honest and afraid of you
i feel like dancing on my own
it s safer not to look around
Can cause offense just by the way i look, with my face head-down
just staring at the brown formica
