Piercing Blues

The kitchen door slammed shut

I want to go after you but

How can you walk in, walk past

And begin your plans for the night so fast?

I thought we might have a night in instead

Bottle of red to bed

Obviously not, its ok i'll let you off

You only forgot

No hand on my knee, no fingers in my hair

If i wasn't the optimist id say that you dont care

But that isn't true feelings contract

Serial killer eye contact

Have you seen her piercing blues

Have you seen her piercing blues

One rule for you is just another to bend

Tell me when the pantomine will end

You dont think about my feelings

I should be sat here, i should be reeling

How can i stay mad at you

Where do you go when the stars go blue?

No hand on my knee, no fingers in my hair

If i wasnt the optimist id say that you dont care

But that isnt true feelings contract

Serial killer eye contact

Have you seen her piercing blues?

Have you seen her?

Have you seen her?