An itch, my eye
Twitch like a memory, forgotten bars
One of those cities, one of those nights
Everyone's 'darling', everyone's 'sweetheart'
This drink to hold my hand,
One glass of anything, anything cheap
And I'm here, just because
Everyone else's come just to be seen
CHORUS:
Oh I don't know these buildings
I think I'm lost
VERSE:
In the perfumed armpit of town,
Develop a debt now, these people are pricks
Six feet stones, wrapped up in bow
Such disappointment when the paper is ripped
So I stand, still boring and bored
Itching my eye again, against the wall
At the end, at the close,
Would you be good enough to take me home?
CHORUS:
Cause I don't know these buildings
I think I'm lost x2
Would you, would you
Would you be good enough to take me home? x4

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