Drowning In Melodrama

Do you remember of a night long ago

Must be twelve months, maybe eighteen

When we walked through the fields and the bus lanes

With a temper and a headcold that would not go

This overrides my mind

(Pathetic. And all they do is plan; someone lost the connection)

And we fell on another as I saw that you were all I ever wanted

As I saw you draw blood

In a daze that lasted days

I could not forget your suicidal ways

This overrides my mind

But I loved you and I loved everything you say and do

When you said you were through and you would cut your wrists in two

Holding out for a saviour, a poet or a priest or just a joke

These things are for keeps

So unlucky the hero born in this dying town

For no-one wants to be saved, so he goes on to a city

Where the people are more grateful and are richer

Though they pay him in kind

Shortchanging their lives

But back to our tale of the wretches in the rain

And I gave you a tattoo of my blood

And then I gave you roses red

You threw them back, you said:

“Screw the roses, send me the thorns”

This overrides my mind

So we grew close together and we pulled further away

As I cut you and you bit me -

well there wasn't all that much to say

but I loved you, I still loved you

but you said that I was too long dead

in the soul

So I joined a band and we toured the land

Blackpool Pier and here

But you fight me, to spite me

But despite me I know you like me

Oh you always said that I was too melodramatic

I am drowning, I am drowning, I am too far out to sea (oh no you're not)

I am drowning, I am drowning, I am too far out to sea (oh no you're not)

I am drowning, I am drowning, I am too far out to sea (oh no you're not)

I am drowning, I am drowning, but you needn't try to save me (alright I won't)

...unless you want to