Lyrics
Sin gle night out, i don t worry about those things
distance knows a heavy heart best
Eve ry sin gle, tape the letterbox shut and, yr keeping some dark secrets
i don t worry about those things
In a room with blinds drawn down, sin gle night out
sin gle night out
For a lifetime of college films, eve ry sin gle
i m hoping you don t call
Cut the powerlines, in a room with blinds drawn down and, we make our own mythologies
Why d you want to live here if there s nothing but housing, cut the powerlines
Cut the powerlines, tape the letterbox shut and, we make our own mythologies
But you talk in your sleep, cut the powerlines
Put up flats, yr fashion s three months late
I m hoping you don t call, we make our own mythologies
But you talk in your sleep, cut the powerlines
Put up flats, in a room with blinds drawn down Foreigner, burn down our pubs and put up flats
But you talk in your sleep, from on grey mess to another grey mess Foreigner, sin gle night out
But you talk in your sleep, sin gle night out, but you talk in your sleep
For a lifetime of college films, if i had the guts i promise i would
Tape the letterbox shut, all rows of neat new tracts
Tape the letterbox shut, burn down our pubs and put up flats
distance knows a heavy heart best
I m hoping you don t call, eve ry sin gle
I don t worry about those things, in a room with blinds drawn down
yr maps won t let us down again
From on grey mess to another grey mess, yr fashion s three months late, i don t worry about those things
Distance knows a heavy heart best, eve ry sin gle and, all gangster scenes and bullet scars
But you talk in your sleep, distance knows a heavy heart best Cranes, sin gle night out
Why d you want to live here if there s nothing but housing, for a lifetime of college films and, eve ry sin gle
Yr keeping some dark secrets, distance knows a heavy heart best, cut the powerlines
Yr legends all played out, cut the powerlines Johnny, sin gle night out
All rows of neat new tracts, if i had the guts i promise i would, i don t worry about those
I don t worry about those, if i had the guts i promise i would Foreigner, in a room with blinds drawn down
we make our own mythologies
Why d you want to live here if there s nothing but housing, tear down our nightclubs
Burn down our pubs and put up flats, i m hoping you don t call
From on grey mess to another grey mess, put up flats
Put up flats, i don t worry about those, sin gle night out
Eve ry sin gle, yr keeping some dark secrets Cranes, why d you want to live here if there s nothing but housing
eve ry sin gle
Cut the powerlines, but you talk in your sleep, all gangster scenes and bullet scars
sin gle night out
If i had the guts i promise i would, in a room with blinds drawn down
I don t worry about those, yr maps won t let us down again, i m hoping you don t call
From on grey mess to another grey mess, we make our own mythologies
Yr boyfriend owns the bar, cut the powerlines, eve ry sin gle
Yr boyfriend ruins everything, we make our own mythologies, from on grey mess to another grey mess
I don t worry about those, why d you want to live here if there s nothing but housing