yes, i dropped your birthday cake
the one that took all night to make
i fell down the broken stair
the one i should have known was there
yes, you make my heart boom
i will make your soul shake
i really like your outfit
"thanks, this dress has pockets"
you've got me in a flummox
(i've) gone little haywire
gave me toni morrison
dopamine and carry outs
before i met you i was so strung out
i was hungry for love so much that it hurt
and i know that makes me vulnerable
that my ghosts could come back
i blocked out the human race
they'd become too hard to take
i messed up your afternoon
suggesting that we get drunk too soon
and it sounds like a plot from a cheesy show
you give me the courage to lose all control
and i know that makes me vulnerable
that my ghosts could come back
are we good?
are we strong?
would we stay and like ourselves?
i'm done running
i'll give it up
i'll risk it all
i'm good with an unhappy ending
as i stood on the corner by the catholic hop
just by the lights and the ice cream shop
that we guessed was a front for the provisionals
they can't get much business
my heart beating faster we're about to break up
your dad's leather jacket, some money and gum
you're moving to london
but we'll keep in touch
we'll hopefully have this sorted by christmas
nothing's certain
nothing's certain
my ghosts could come back
