He'd Be A Diamond

When the tape runs out, the music keeps playing

And when the walls come down, it's still hard to cross the line

And when his love is gone, he says he still needs her

And he wants to let you know

That if he had his chance again, he'd be a diamond

When you dab your eyes, the tears keep on falling

And when you blow your nose, it still gets blocked up and runs

And though you feel like shit, he says you look beautiful

And he swears by all the saints

That if he had his chance again, he'd be a diamond

Is he lying to get what he wants, or does he mean it this time?

Is he running low on affection, and beer and dope

And an ironing board?

And an unpaid analyst who shags?

When you turn your back, you still see what's behind you

And when you start afresh, you still think of days gone by

And when a heart is broken, it still goes on pumping

And he told me just last night

That if he had his chance again, he'd be diamond