Lyrics: BAGMAN
Music: BAGMAN
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The lift keeps stalling on the fourth floor
Between your name and mine
The numbers blink like small red warnings
In the tired lobby light
I press the button for the basement
Then the roof, then home again
I have nowhere I am going
I just need a place to end
Mrs Khan is by the postbox
With her shopping and her keys
She says love, you look exhausted
I say London disagrees
The cables groan above me
Like an old throat full of rain
And every time the doors close
I become your man again
The lift keeps stalling
I keep falling
Between leaving and the door
I keep thinking
If I wait here
You will want me like before
The lift keeps stalling
I keep calling
In a voice I do not use
There is no floor for forgiveness
There is no bell that brings me you
On the mirror, someone scratched out
Half a heart and half a swear
I can see my face behind it
Like a stranger living there
I remember when you kissed me
With the groceries at our feet
And the lift went up so slowly
We forgot the rest of the street
Now the light above me flickers
Now the cables start to strain
I am trapped inside a building
That has learned to say your name
The lift keeps stalling
I keep falling
Between leaving and the door
I keep thinking
If I wait here
You will want me like before
When it opens on the landing
I step out and count to ten
Still expecting you to turn round
Still not ready for the end