I can feel the colour running
As it's running from my face
Try to speak but nothings coming
Nothing I could say to make u stay
Grabbed your suitcase called a taxi
It's 3am now where u gonna go?
Gonna stay with vrienden in London
And that's all I get to know
Just a cigarette gone
No u couldn't' be that far
So I'm driving in my car
Where I hope u are
Maybe I can talk u down
Maybe I can talk u down
We're standing on a tiny ledge
Before this goes over the edge
Gonna use my hart-, hart and not my head
And try to open up your eyes
This is relationship suicide
Cos if u go, I go...
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