Any more words? I think you`ve spoken enough
`Cause the pubs are empty and they`re closing up
When you`re spitting spite as fast as saliva
But with the prose of a standard English drunk, she says
"I hope the saltwater ruins your clothes
And I hope you spend the rest of your life sleeping alone
I hope the problems that make your life harder
Sit stubborn in your stomach like your kidney stones"
And yeah
All this over a kiss
You weren`t there, why you pressed by this?
Now it`s turning three in the morning
The bouncer`s put you on his third warning
But I`m still here, I`m not leaving
You won`t get what you need (all this over a kiss)
You know it`s always the same
It`s all just a game
If I had it my way I`d sleep on the concrete
So watch what you say to me (all this over a kiss)
`Cause I`m not sure
I`m not sure they`d let you off easily
So pissed off, march up to bus stop station
With pissed-off eyes glossed with early conversations
And the consequence of your desperation
Is the people on the night bus have to listen to you
And all I`m saying is, how can you look yourself in the window pane
Without wanting to hit yourself?
Your fist descends through the condensation
All this over a kiss
You weren`t there, so why`re you pressed by this?
Now it`s turning three in the morning
The bouncer`s put you on his third warning
But I`m still here, I`m not leaving
You won`t get what you need (all this over a kiss)
You know it`s always the same
It`s all just a game
If I had it my way I`d sleep on the concrete
So watch what you say to me (all this over a kiss)
`Cause I`m not sure
I`m not sure they`d let you off easily