Tell me
Are you really leaving?
I fell so far
I'm almost on the ceiling
You said I've got a way with words
I'm not so sure
But baby I know I got a way with murder

So then
Here we are full circle
And I'm tired
Of the romantic hard-sell
You know those sentimental lines are where we went wrong
Cos all those movie kisses just last too long.

So lets push the curtains back
Lets give this love a heart attack.

Now babe
Get out your theory
And we can
Explain away the mystery
Cos you painted me in chromakey blue and kept me thin
So I would disappear when you put your landscape in

Guess I had my red shoes on
So strike a match and lets move on

Here it is
The not-so-happy-ending
We've done
Our picket fence defending
We did Bogart and Bacall and now the spotlight's gone and anyway
All those movie kisses just last too long yeah
All those movie kisses just last to long and
All those movie kisses just last too long

Writer : THEA GILMORE
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