It's midnight, we're fighting
It's more than, just chiding
No more she wants to feel these selfish handsThe flyscreen is broken
More wrong words are spoken
She's leaving and I don't know what to do...what to doBrain, brain, brain, brain won't you help me
You know this day, isn't going to last for long
Brain, brain, brain, brain won't you guide me
These arms, these legs, propel them to another dayI just cannot stall her
As cab lights grow smaller
An empty road reflects the crimson sky
Songwriters
PETER O'DOHERTYPublished by
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