Testo Crockery And Lies

Testo Crockery And Lies

You're falling like a spent cigar
Shifting like a cheap guitar
Cos where she was before
There's nothing there

Scattered like a Lego set
Pieces thrown out everywhere
The bits we need are there
They're just hidden well or need repair

And there's no point going back to before

There's nothing I can say or do
To try and fill these days for you
The crockery and lies
And a decor you despise

And there's no point going back to before
Because fate had your arse nailed when she walked through your door
There's no point at all

I'm coming over right away
My coat is on I'm on my way
Cos where she was before
There's nothing there

Don't give up and don't give in
If this don't kill you nothing will
The crockery and lies
And a decor you despise

And there's no point going back to before
Because fate had your arse nailed when she walked through your door
There's no point at all
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