Another night, another year that's gone
Raise your glass, I'm not home tonight
Nothing's changed but everything is different
Getting cold in the bus stop lightAll the days, all the times we spent
Making plans for another life
Staring out of a back seat window
Making cuts with a plastic knifeThis dirty heart
Still longs to beat
Back in your arms
Back on your streetsThese open wounds you gave me
These broken bones will take me
Crawling on through the debris of my
Dirty little heartAnother flat, still I don't belong
An empty glass, still not home tonight
I look for change but only find a difference
I'm growing old in the glare of the spotlightAll those nights, all these hearts I've haunted
All the memories we shared
I wonder if this will ever be different
I wonder if we will ever be sparedThis dirty heart
Still longs to beat
Back in your arms
Back on your streetsThese open wounds you gave me
These broken bones will take me
Crawling on through the debris of my
Dirty littleThese open wounds you gave me
These broken bones will take me
Crawling on through the debris of my
Dirty little heartThis dirty heart
Still longs to beat
Back in your arms
Back on your streetsThese open wounds you gave me
These broken bones will take me
Crawling on through the debris of my
Dirty, dirtyThese open wounds you gave me
These broken bones will take me
Crawling on through the debris of my
Dirty little heart
Songwriters
Richard James Oliver;Lee Gaze;Stuart Richardson;Michael Richard Lewis;Ilan Rubin;Ian WatkinsPublished by
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