Since I was born I started to decay

Now nothing ever ever goes my way




I seem to lose the power of speech

You're slipping slowly from my reach



Carve your name into my arm

Instead of stressed I lie here charmed

'Cos there's nothing else to do

Every me and every you



From the time we intercepted

Feels more like suicide...




Just 19 and sucker's dream I guess I thought you had the flavour

Just 19 and dream obscene with six months off for bad behaviour





Maybe we're victims of fate

Remember when we'd celebrate

We'd drink and get high until late

And now we're all alone




For you to be..be me..be..be mine

For you to be mine..be mine..for you to be mine




Days before you came

Counting breaths inside me

Even crack - cocaine

Couldn't start to hide me




I was never grateful, that's why I spent my days alone

I'm forever black-eyed

A product of a broken home



I wrote this novel just for you

I'm so pretentious

Yes, it's true

I wrote this novel just for you

Just for you