Lyrics: David Lewis
Music: Alexander Otxoa
when i’m six drinks in
maybe half a spliff
i will begin to think of you
i will fumble for my phone
i will do the silly thing
i will i will
the way you manage me when i message you is so tekkers
you send man a nice reply but you never let defences down
i respect that about you, still thinking of my ego
when you really do not have to
back when the drawbridge was down i’d just ride on in
thought i needed a suit of armour the princess was just chilling
typical dickhead man
couldn’t exist without a mission or plan
man i did too much
now i can’t do nothing
still i said enough
that i can’t take back
had a choice to make
but i thought you needed a man who could do both
man i missed my shot
never jumped from the train in time
it looked so easy when i seen, denzel do it
but get the girl and save the world is a myth
one of the mandem sent me a photo of your new fella
he looked like me but a bit more cheesy
and his hairline was better
i told my boy that we still speak on a fairly frequent basis
but i’m still happy that you’re in a happy place
i stare down at the carpet and i swear i see a pattern
used to park up in your cul de sac now nothing more can happen
drum my fingers on the steering wheel and wonder
should i knock on or is it way too late way too late
man i did too much
now i can’t do nothing
still i said enough
that i can’t take back
had a choice to make
but i thought you needed a man who could do both
man i missed my shot
never jumped from the train in time
it looked so easy when i seen, denzel do it
but get the girl and save the world is a myth