SICK AND TIRED

I never asked for too much in a story

I never said I promised you a mansion

I never tried to be some kind of hero

Or made out I had special connections

Sick and tired of sitting alone

Reading letters to remind me that you're gone

I hear a knock at the door maybe it's you

You'd think I'd know better by now

But I'll say you'll be back home baby

Back where you belong

Oh when you get back to me

There won't be no more Dear John's

See your sillouette through the water hit's the glass

Letter box open's makes a spotlight on the floor

An open letter takes the stage

And I just stare

I wouldn't know what to say if it was you

But I'll say you'll be back home baby

It shouldn't be long now

And then I'll have you with me

Any way any how

Any how

You'll be back home baby

It shouldn't be long now, now

And I'll have you with me

Any way any how, how, how, how, how

Owao owao

Then it all goes silent, no fun and games

Everyone stares at me like I'm to blame

Ain't no defence your honour, no-one on my side

My knees start to tremble as I realise

You won't be back home baby

No way no how

You won't be seen out with me

You've got a better life now

A better life now, now now

Owao owao

Now, now, now

Owao owao

You won't be back home baby

No way no how, how

Yeah you'd better say sorry but

You got a better life now, now, now, now

Owao owao

Now, now, now

Owao owao

Now, now, now

Owao owao

Now, now, now

Owao owao

Next – Hard to Feel

Back to B-Sides