A triptych of tiptoes, footfalls and featherweight
You leave without me
Feet forming perfect prints in the snow
In the snow
Although without you
My life is meaningful
It’s just the feeling
Doesn’t seem as much fun any more
Any more
Even inside you all I felt was emptiness there
It’s impossible to fight it
Laying beside you it felt like there was nobody there
So I’ll hold my hands up in defeat…
This is my failed love song
This sixth-form poetry will tempt no-one
Into my arms
Into my arms
I’ve had a whole life full of friendship
But my lovelife does not seem to persist
It’s all I want
It’s all I want
You’ve inspired a key
Obsession fixed in me
Summer or winter
It’s just the same, couples everywhere
Hands and hair
Taking a detour – it no longer puts me at ease
It’s impossible to fight that
It’s been three years since you were so eager to please
So I’ll hold my hands up in defeat
This is my failed love song
This sixth-form poetry will tempt no-one
Into my arms
Into my arms
I’ve had a whole life full of friendship
But my lovelife does not seem to persist
It’s all I want
It’s all I want
It’s all I want
It’s all I want
Cartoons! Disco! Chansons! Every excellent version of pop music you can think of, with the best lyricist this side of, ooh, I dunno, Jake Thackray. The French Defence
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