Wrote down what I was told when you were running out.
You said we're strong enough, we're bulletproof.
But love's not a thing you control. It's not sustainable.
We're all available to anyone.
Why did you have to go on such a beautiful morning.
Your fairytale promises mean nothing now.
Why did you have to go on such a beautiful morning.
Your foreign policy will drag us down.
Well I love free market, but I hate labour mobility.
Cos all my abilities are not enough to sell anything that sells where you were running to.
Well you're not bulletproof.
And I'm like you.
So why did you have to go on such a beautiful morning.
Your fairytale promises mean nothing now.
Why did you have to go on such a beautiful morning.
Your foreign policy will drag us down.