Well, the morning was complete
There was tears on the steering wheel, dripping on the seat
Several hours or several weeks
I'd have the cheek to say they're equally as bleak!

It's the beginning of the end; the car went up the hill
And disappeared around the bend; ask anyone, they'll tell you that
It's these times that it tends
The start to breaking up, to start to fall apart
Oh! Hold on to your heart

Do me a favour, break my nose!
Do me a favour, tell me to go away!
Do me a favour, stop asking questions!

She walked away while her shoes were untied
And the eyes were all red
You could see that we've cried, and I watched, and I waited
Till she was inside, forcing a smile and waving goodbye

Curiosity becomes a heavy load
Too heavy to hold, too heavy to hold
Curiosity becomes a heavy load
Too heavy to hold, will force you to be cold

And do me a favour, and ask, if you need some help!
She said, do me a favour, and stop flattering yourself!
How to tear apart the ties that bind
Perhaps 'fuck off' might be too kind
Perhaps 'fuck off' might be too kind

Writer : TURNER, ALEX
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing