A cannibal with cutlery is a cannibal still
Though you choose to forget that.
You're banging rectangular in circular holes
Oh you never learn do you lad.
Oh now tell me what should I do
Normally I just talk things through with you
But it's you who is making me blue.
It's you who is making me blue.
Alcohol's a lubricant, surely you should use it to slowly fuck yourself
All those years and cracked up tears
When you're thinking of somebody else
Cards on the table, cigarette burns and all
Scars on your arms, and whiskey flavours, you're so…
But it's you who is making me blue.
Oh it's you who is making me blue.
But it's you who is making me blue.
But it's you who is making me blue.
A cannibal with cutlery is a cannibal still
Though you choose to forget that.
You're banging rectangular in circular holes
Oh you never learn do you lad.

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