The cold is creeping into my wounds again
Do you think I know what you should do?
I walking away with bitter eyes than man
Do you think he'll make you happier?
Did I pick your name from an old top hat?
Is it the luck of the draw for you?
To pick the one that I'd fall in love with
I'm sorry that it was you
I'm sorry that it was you
Show him a little love, your dauber(?) side
And I'd try to be little bit better baby
Do you think that they'll notice us?
Did I pick your name from an old top hat?
Is it the luck of the draw for you?
To pick the one that I'd fall in love with
I'm sorry that it was you
I'm sorry that it was you More from The Mild Revolution