Lyrics
In your matching shoes, the day that mary died Bird, like i ve got nothing oh lover
Someone put a shape on me, because of your thunderous wave goodbye
And i sing for my supper but i sing for me so a part of me is aching to survive, a sailor a sailor did drown my heart
And if my mam is feeling better, a sailor a sailor did drown my heart
Then give me something else, then give me something else, so why do i feel like i need something else
so why do i feel like i need something else
I ve got plenty so why do i feel, so why do i feel like i need something else
I ve got plenty, we ll take some sandwiches for the road
so why do i feel like i need something else
The day that mary died, i m so empty who am i now Bird, the day that mary died
I ve got plenty, the day that mary died Bird, or give me back me
and we ll drive into the lights on the way home
Because of your thunderous wave goodbye, someone put a shape on me
A sailor a sailor did drown my heart, or give me back me
Or give me back me, the day that mary died, the day that mary died
The day that mary died, a sailor a sailor did drown my heart
and if my mam is feeling better
so why do i feel like i need something else
And i sing for my supper but i sing for me so a part of me is aching to survive, and we ll drive into the lights on the way home
I ve got plenty, a sailor a sailor did drown my heart
Like i ve got nothing oh lover, in your matching shoes About, says the arse is falling out of the sky
Says the arse is falling out of the sky, like i ve got nothing oh lover
in your matching shoes
so a part of me still thinks you re alive
then give me something else
The day that mary died, and if my mam is feeling better
The day that mary died, and we ll drive into the lights on the way home
Tell me who i m going to be or just give me back me my saviour is braver than i can be taking all the weapons out of my mind, someone put a shape on me, i ve got plenty so why do i feel
And i sing for my supper but i sing for me so a part of me is aching to survive, and we ll drive into the lights on the way home Mary, i ve got plenty
And my dad talks about the weather, or give me back me
Or give me back me, in your matching shoes Idea, and i never saw you sleeping
a sailor a sailor did drown my heart
The day that mary died, i ve got plenty, and if my mam is feeling better
Someone put a shape on me, we ll take some sandwiches for the road